Best Deathdance Poems


Diana

The full moon is up in the space,
 And the betrothed runs out 
 Of her room into the palace court,
 And innocently, into the old maze place,
 Creeping and stumbling over stones and scree,
 She enters into the circular sand, rounded by tall pine
 trees;
 She looks lust at the dreamy moon,
 While she begins to hum 
 To herself out of breathe,
 And cry to the god of beat:
 Sweet beat comes into my dancing room,
 I will dance most superbly for you to see
 O sweet beat, do this for me;else my doom
 I will be what you want me to be,
 Pan the mystery king begins the beat
 Measuring in regular beat,
 And she swings to the rhythmical beat;
 Arms twisting and legs stepping
 Spinning and pirouetting and swaying
 Leaping and laughter in wanton,
 The dance is as light as pullet’s plume
 Windy as a brief love affair potion 
 And smooth as silk and soft as cotton.
 Pan the god of the beat suddenly loom,
 Holds her heaving silhouette 
 She moans a muffle croaking,
 And through the night the beat grows quiet
 Merry-go-rounding in pleasure,
 They trot and tango and ankles go numb,
 Her pink satin shoes glide on the silvery wings,
 His cloven hooves stepping delicately with measure
 Excited tail free, twirling and wallowing,
 And the lecherous god of the beat dance her toward his
 tomb,
 And to the beat of rock
 In her peril,
 Echoing the wedlock,
 In his rock castle in the hill.

My Love ...

My love my love 
Just one more dance just one more
As I dream I feel you near 
Your touch is still alive 
I fight my cries at night 
Your picture is my guide
You owned my soul as I owned yours
All eternity I will love my love 
I miss your intensity 
Your single worded smile
I shall not forget as we were ment
In this life time and next 
I will glide into my passing 
With knowing we will have one more dance
My heart stopped a thousand times 
A rememberance of your last breathe
I kissed your lips and took that breathe within me 
I love my love I love
Not even death can you be taken
Your spirit carrys mine
I see you admiring at me 
I hear your whispers
My love my love  
The song we played 
I dance with my arms awide 
I know you dance by myside
I love I love MY LOVE ....

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