Glory Winzer Poet I do not know?

The Blade

Blade
The blade
Dances in the night
Dances with fevered light
Grim and blood
Bloomed red
Dances in the night
Fox in the hole
Dart and flash
Sweet dusk kisses that blade
That dancing blade
Bronzed a molten river
Twirl swish and shiver
That dancing blade
Who to fall beneath its gleam
What dread split rift to ream
Blood on the blade
That dancing blade

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Poet Destroyer A April 11, 2015 at 3:40 PM LOl, so true Glory, thanks for the reply on my comment. LINDA Glory Winzer April 12, 2015 at 5:21 PM Well, I couldn't leave you hanging with a thought like that, lol. ; )

Poet Destroyer A April 11, 2015 at 3:08 PM is it weird that i'm picturing someone in front of a fire dancing with a knife in their hand enjoyed your write:)-p.d. Glory Winzer April 11, 2015 at 3:33 PM lol!Don't worry, it's not. : ) Glad that you saw what I was seeing, otherwise I'd be the weird one! : )