Fractured by The Dancers of Dissolution

Fractured by The Dancers of Dissolution (A lone voice whispers) I dreamt As I sat alone at home After church One rainy afternoon Dressed in my Sunday best Thinking after you left We were like two rare windblown autumn leaves Meeting on a winter's tree branch By chance Hypnotized within that first magical glance To think we would be together Forevermore Until the wickedness within the ever watching jealous world Gathered around us Like a wild scene at a new Feast of Bacchus And began To smile and dance Salivating At the dark thought and soul replenishing ominous energy Linked to destroying Another god given religious trance Filled with thoughts of romance (C) Copyright John Duffy Foundation of the piece. Have you ever experienced a situation, when everything seems to be coming together in a relationship, then tragedy, suddenly strikes?