Kikuyu_Black_Paws Posted December 17, 2007 Report Posted December 17, 2007 The blackness begs my soul to dance, As the gathering dusk replies To setting sun's lost, fading voice, With a thousand whimsical sighs. I join my hands with that of Night, And swirl a tight minuet, As death's gallant players twine and twirl, A ghostly lord's duet. Stars circle 'round me as the heavens decend, A planet swirls on its way, Magnificent space storms of sapphire and jade Shroud even the brightest of day. Night gives a bow and kisses my hand, Our dance together has ended, And he escorts me down to the place of the living, Where none before have landed. A secret place, he bids me audieu, Where night finds a voice and a heart, Then in a chariot drawn by fire steeds, Back to my body I'm brought.
Silver WInd Posted December 17, 2007 Report Posted December 17, 2007 I really liked this. The imagery was so vivid, and some great use of langauge here
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