You don't always get what you want, ... but sometimes, you get what you need. Don't you think?

Question

Tell me, O muse, of that ingenious hero who travelled [sic] far and wide after he had sacked the famous town of Troy. Many cities did he visit, and many were the nations with whose manners and customs he was acquainted; moreover he suffered much by sea while trying to save his own life and bring his men safely home; but do what he might he could not save his men, for they perished through their own sheer folly in eating the cattle of the Sun-god Hyperion; so the god prevented them from ever reaching home. Tell me, too, about all these things, O daughter of Jove, from whatsoever source you may know them. Odyssey, Homer circa 800 B.C.

"At sea once more we had to pass the Sirens, whose sweet singing lures sailors to their doom. I had stopped up the ears of my crew with wax, and I alone listened while lashed to the mast, powerless to steer toward shipwreck. Odyssey, Book XII

and how can I thank you

you showed me i'm wrong

you stood up for what’s right

and withstood my frown

you nestled your nose

up next to my ear

and sang me so sweet

that i couldn't hear

you raised up a bunch

of our convicts as kids

gave bread to the homeless

was it something i did?

to join Achlys Adicia

unknowing my fate

to enter your world

now the hour is late

you were terror before terror

and when coming of age

they could not contain you

there’s no kind of cage

and you had your plans

don’t let life get to you

you got to life first

you made yourself true

then you came up to me

and spit in my eye

i turned to the onslaught

what is this? why?

then your mouth covered mine

you rattled my teeth

you tore off my collar

i was hung up like beef

and just when i thought

that i knew you so well

you changed all the rules

so that i couldn’t' tell

and all this is fine

but how did you know

how i craved for your sweet soul

but needed your show?

Answer 1

We aren't all like Sirens, you know.  Some of us are sweet and caring.  I love my partner, though I do admit to nagging and 'snaiping' (Black Country word!) him.  But, men left to their own devices can become uncivilised and they need our calming influence.

You have a rhyming worm in your head....I recognise it, I've got one too and I'm easily led.

Edit - Who is Achylis Adacia?

Answer 2

A tiger in the tank, ready for morn or night?  A lady to admire that also enjoyed as did the recipient.  Sounds like someone to hang on to, spiritually as well corpally.

Answer 3

Yes, we usually  get what we need.

Sadly women get whats left

The poem sounds like a riddle

any time   someone

tore off my collar

I was hung up like beef

my advice is to run as fast as you can away from that person!!!