Shimmering in the moon lit night,
I still see you dancing in the dew of mornings embrace.
Feet touching soil, but feeling no cold.
I see you move elegantly in the glow.
Dancing now, and forevermore.
Each movement is subtle, stealthy as if to a song.
Perhaps you hear this melody in your mind.
“Oh Demonia, My Love, To feel my hands on you again,
Dancing in our moonlit field.”
Silently I stare from my Castle veranda,
Silently I watch as you take each elegant step,
“How I always loved to watch you dance.”
I will stay here a while more, Until the sun weakens my soul.
Bright now on the horizon,
I see the sun's rays.
I begin to weaken, but care not for my appearance.
Death will not become a soul such as mine.
I walk inside and lay in our bed,
“Until tomorrow my love, I will see you again.”
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