The last dance

Just one last dance . . .

before you leave this world -

this time you should have listened

to the screams in your head

and not to the exaggerated pounding of your heart!

Now it´s only him and you,

your body against his in gentle movements,

a polite smile now and then,

the special sparkling in your eyes.

What you didn´t know when you agreed and took his hand,

with the end of the music,

your last breath will be taken,

your last step will be made,

and you will leave this world.
Forever.

- A short story - (or let it be a poem) - about dancing with the death in person. When a dance is the last thing you experience on this world, before you leave . . . 

And I finally was able to finish the first chapter of Eternal Twilight. To be found in my DevArt Gallery! 

However, . . . with love, Eileen.