Eternal Dance

a man who lost his lover to death dances with her spirit to their favorite song

Raven's perched on a dead oak tree

Branches naked free from leaves

With chills of winter nips the air

There a gentleman stalks the night

Across the tombstones

Under the moon's eerie light

He always comes in the darkest night

With sounds of music 

Soon takes flight

On her grave he begins to dance

Feel her mist, she rises

Reunites

Two lost lovers missed so long

Again once more their eternal dance

Once again she fades away

To her grave of slumber

The gentleman slowly walks away

Back through the dark, humming

The dance of eternal tune.

Reviews

[Echoes of Eros]

I can feel the dark bliss of this dance, and how much these two souls were connected in life, and in death. This is flooded with life and love, even in the agony of this loss, in this place of sorrow.