Dancer in the dark

She moves in the shadows so gracefully and full of death 

She expressed the language of her body; the language of her soul.

 

Not any Fear in her eyes, even though a white cloth was wrapped around them

She did not have to see beauty; beauty was not physical visage that is plastered upon something or someone

 

A cold steel blade came within inches of her neck, the wielder not having any remorse

The dagger was removed, collapsing in full force

 

As the Ripper of a man disappeared within the shadows he creeped

The dancer laid on the floor now in eternal sleep

Author's Note

colab with Jamie Cook!!!!!!!

Reviews

[Revera Love]

Oh wow, the dance was torture wasn't it? I feel like you described something so brutal with something so beautiful. i hope it was from her point of view. that way her death could just be one act in the musical of her life. it would be a peaceful thought to die with.

[InsanityWriter]

Oooh! I loved it! A bit of mystery and a fantastic ending. ;)

[Hatchling]

Nicely written

[Shannen Forrester]

So I had to check out dome more of your work and you do not disappoint, well written and delightfully dark, without being depressing :)

[Rika]

Thank you :0 glad you think so

[Kitten]

This is awesome. Great imagery. Yew guys did great!

[Rika]

Yay thank-you!

[Kitten]

:D

[Fang]

awesome poem i like it

[Rika]

Thanks!!!! *tackels the wolf*

[Fang]

np *looks at u*

[Luna Kusan]

I-Inspirational...I l-love it

[Rika]

Thanks!!!!! XD

[Howlsong]

Beautiful in the true sence of the word, the meaning of each word spun into a flowing river. nice work.

[Rika]

Thanks, glad you think so!

[Jamie Cook]

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! *snaps snaps* it looks great ^-^

[Rika]

yesh!!!! thank you jammy!!!

[Jamie Cook]

lol XP thank you too dude