Moondance

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.”