Friday, May 13, 2016

Bref Double

Dancing with Will

A rocker and a roller she
Would dance the night away until
Her laughter changed to yawns and then
She’d kiss Will bye and head for home

Around a curve there stood a tree
She doubted as she sped downhill
She braked and slid and lost her course
And stopped to smashing of the chrome

She heard a distant timid voice
Man shape appeared before the moon
Sweet trail of blood ran down her face
And then her mind began to roam

To thunderous cacophony
She danced the dance of life with will 

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