Her Dance Of Life

hidden, dancing
life and light
wings shining bright
form so slender
skin once so pale
hair long and dark
this angel waiting in the light, do you not see her
she dances so slowly as in a trance
this poor sad demon of the light
forsaken her heart for those she surrounds
a dance in the light so subtle, so profound
she has taken in many to repair
a wounded heart is so fragle and cracked
but once she is done she must put them back
so many to heal
so little time
do not hate this angel
this demon in the light

poem by Lycasis Cummings
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