I dance, swaying, twisting, laughing
The moon is my energy, liquid light
It burns in my veins, sweeter than honey
Deliciously driving my dance of darkness
One with the earth, the sand between my toes
Burning my own imprint into the ground beneath my blackened feet
Charred from the heat of my devilish dance
Eyes aflame, mirroring the wickedness of the pre-dawn light
Alas, cruel Dawn silences my music, tears my body asunder
For I am Night, eternal enemy of the sun.
Author notes
Night's Dance was what came to mind, when inspired by dawn and the picture from the contest. My first of this style.
A contest entry
- Dawn Begins To Dance - Early Morning Quickie by CarolDesjarlais.
525 points, ended September 23, 2007, 9 entries
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I can see the dancing and the predawn lights. Good imagery. I like "One with the earth, the sand between my toes
Burning my own imprint into the ground beneath my blackened feet" Sounds like dancing at the seashore. -
Tempting dance...difficult for a man to concentrate on critiquing when all he wants to do is move.
Kick-ass.
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love the word choice and the flow!
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Oh this is well written.... I love the way it flows.
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Oops 11..... lol.... one half hour to complete...
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