Written, in darkness

The dance o fire
the dance of flame,
the dance of passion,
and of shame.

holding on, never let go
beside you always,your eerie shadow.
Darkest night i disappear
to only be back when light appears.

the thump of footsteps following you now
is not a man but your shadows disavow,
the only woman to have escaped the place
where men howl and go insane.

The devil dines on mens sinful pains
you and me escaped his minions banes,
what you did shall never be forgotten
our friendship is now all but rotten.

a whisper come and a secret goes
the way they trick, its pain they compose.