
This night,
this kind night: approach at will
the fires and the wood.
Embrace the beat and flow
and dance, dance low with those who would.
Still the beat and breath-
imbue spirit and accept death.
This night,
this kind night: grace the hearts of blood and
bone new grown
Engage these beasts, flash this dance
for energy alone at this glance does growl and
does groan.
Give the rhythm show the flow
to each being may life glow.
This night,
this kind night: howl of passion and shiver kiss
of breath
Embue every rhythm of body writhing
frantic struggle to engage and disengage to
restrain death
to give and survive the giving
to live and survive the living.
About the Creator
Juanita Buck
Telling stories since I could intelligibility write, now I do it in these categories:
Writer of poetry
Writer of fan fiction
Writer of children's stories

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