May I Dance With You
Satan rose up high,
Transforming himself,
From a repulsive monster,
Into an angel of light,
Beautiful and handsome,
Halloween his night,
The night he chose himself a bride,
The time nearly twelve o’clock,
The room full of virgins,
Fear and excitement,
Who would he take,
Music played,
The moon full,
Terror as he suddenly appeared,
He looked around the room,
He spotted her,
Walked through the crowd,
Looked into her eyes,
May I dance with you!
Twelve o’clock struck!
They disappeared!
08/10/2016
For contest sponsor Galeo DS
Copyright © Wendy Rycroft | Year Posted 2016
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