Dancing with Death

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

For one, death is all.

Dancing with death,

A most peculiar thing.

I hold her close,

She holds me,

And we waltz through the night.

We pull away,

Time to leave,

But I can’t walk away from her.

She smells so sweet,

And feels so soft.

Flirtatious tease,

Grey eyes flutter and close we are again.

We occupy the same space.

Let’s spin,

Forget the world,

Existence is boring.

Life is dull.

So let’s have fun,

Death dear.

Darling reaper.

My heart rarely beat before you,

But in your arms I won’t stop.

I don’t want it to.

I wish to dance with death eternally.

Is it strange to love death so?

I truly wonder 

Am I wrong to love her?

I doubt I’ll know,

Not for now.

Someday maybe.


Submitted: July 01, 2018

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Joy Shaw

Sweet poem.

Fri, July 13th, 2018 12:27pm


awww I loved this peace , cant wait to see more from you in these coming months .

Fri, April 3rd, 2020 4:01pm

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