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And the dancing was entrancing...

by Ellen Fabre

made it there. of course, the tides turned.
and, the meter learned. that the heat can burn.
and, the heart will beat. if the stars are tears,
set there for years, then my vessel for this time,
is a setting in a crime. jumping daisies. like the knife
holding dollies. closing strife. needles to calm. of
course, the tides burned and the meter turned, that the
heat can beat and the heart will burn. if the stars are
tears set there for years. waiting, wanting, taking. you
know I made it. dancing with the devil. 'cause he was there
he let me in, the little dollies let me in. you were there,
you let me in. you know I made it, dancing with the devil.
of course, after turning tides my sentence will be to burn
a woman in flames tortured by fire of her past. reminded of
her icy present endeavors. delighted in the future of wind
with my devil, cause I lived and our dancing is entrancing.