Dancing

And she danced,

            whilst the moonlight shone

on silver white hair

            and the deed had been done.

                        Finished.

 

And she danced,

            deep red on the sheets

that engulfed him and her

            and the people they'd meet.

                        Together.

 

And she danced,

            whilst roses reflected in

silver and edges that

            cut terrible sin.

                        Horror.

 

And she danced,

            deep in her thoughts

full of malice and hate

            and dreams ended short.

                        Plan.

 

And she danced,

            whilst wearing long white

dress and veil and shoes,

            a prince that she might

                        Love.