A dance


The cold Nights translucent whispers wither a fading light

furious is the fire blazing foretold with unspoken curious nights

How? why? must we abide by these unspoken denials.

A truth so pleasing yet denied
A withered light
Foretold through furious fires

No truth no light no fire just a
Curious dreamers dreams dancing in the night.

Gazing Stars seem to ask
How many nights can a dreamer dance?

As dawn pulls from nights heavy grasp
Light surrounds embraces a last

Warm is the day as denials become truth

Whisper sweet light wash away the night
I can dance no more
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