We Dance

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: December 10, 2007

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Submitted: December 10, 2007



Death dressed as a dark, all-encompassing shadow.

Veiled I can see little now,

A hinted hue of Crinsom,

Seeping around the sheer white.

A twisted visage shinning up at me,

Smiling back at me.

To think of what I've done.

Flashes of deep blue tremble up my side,

controrting, shaking, I turn away.

Stepping, swaying, we dance.

Deep blue once again comforts me.

Swelling up along my arm,

Resting limply on my shoulder.

A shoulder to cry on?

Drops of red disipating on my jacket.

Black marked by such a vivid red.

The blue fades as ruby warmth runs down her back,

Seeping into my sheer white cuff, We dance.

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