slow dancing with death

fight for yourself

he pulls me close
then lets me go
i want to stay
he seems to know

that my heart is taken, by this little life i created
i will not forsake, this little seed of hope i've cultivated
i'll battle every storm that rages, stay the course
no matter how life engages, in all manner of tests and challenges

he draws me close
with a beckoning finger
i twirl away, i can not linger
he truly sees me
that spectral shade
every scar, every pain
of all that i'm made
but i must fiercely guard
this little life that i shape

we spin around
the ballroom floor
in an endless
draw as he leads

me to his door, once more


'I Am a Town' prompt
"The One-Line Lyric Challenge"