The Dark Angel's Dance

The Dark Angel's Dance

As darkness disperses by glow of candlelight…
a fallen angel awakens amongst the dead of the night.

Eyes freshly opened to human pain, guilt, and fear…
shadows surround her with tight, mocking leers.

Wincing with awareness of broken wings…
hot tears pleading mercy from wicked things.

No logically obvious reason or rhyme…
descent...devoid of comprehensible crime.

Bruises and blood fresh from the fall…
cheeks stained with crimson, no hope for her call.

Weakness of mind and spirit brand new…
distortion and darkness lay hold of her view.

Earthly senses in likeness of a newborn babe's…
her strength but mortal, thoughts deeply ashamed.

Bloodshot blue eyes fight to gain sight of her foes…
alabaster skin flushed with fresh hints of rose.

Long golden tendrils turn as black as the night…
first hunger emerging distracts from the fight.

Huddled wings folded, trembling with pain…
head gently bowed, chin on knees gently lain.

The outline of her frame, small and demure…
a dark angel stunned, attempts to resist her allure.

Pacing the floor, humming a deep and dark tune…
drowning out her soft cry, his resolve damned to doom.

Midnight eyes aflame with newfound desire…
to touch her wings with deep heartache and fire.

His approach silent and steady…his breathing aflame…
whisper seducing, “Sweet Angel…you suffer in vain.”

Lips laced with desire, sensations of fire and ice…
a delicate kiss to tender skin...destined his vice.

Taken aback by soft tremors, utterly shattering his guard…
agony pierces, as if heart stabbed with long crystal shards.

Hands strong and sure, lay over trembling fingers…
dark wings surround her, hell bent and determined to linger.

Lifting her softly to stand, tenderly bracing her wings…
astounded his heart might be inclined to such things.

Turning her slowly, eyes burning…fixed on her soul…
an arm circles her waist…tight grip…closer hold.

Winged fortress offers shelter as deep silence resounds…
music starts playing and hearts thunder abounds.

Bloodshot blue eyes meet with midnight’s dark trance…
and so it begins… The Dark Angel's Dance.