STEAL THE NIGHT AWAY

 

CRYSTAL LIGHTS

A ceiling filled with sparkling lights,

a rainbow of color,

spreading fire through the ballroom.

Dancers swirl to the music.

Laughter filled to the brim.

Voices rise in tempo.

Faster and faster they twirl.

The night creeps in,

stealing the light,

stealing their lives.

Dance the night away.

THE DEAD GAME

MIDNIGHT AT THE OASIS

midnight-at-the-oasis

Nosferatu (1922)

 

The clock chimes twelve midnight. 

Time stands still.

The music stops.

Dancers freeze in place.

All is quiet.

Twelve chimes.

The dancing and music resume.

No time is lost.

The Dead have assumed control.

THE DEAD GAME has begun.

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Let’s dance beneath the lights

 

Let’s dance beneath the lights.

Beneath the sparkling colors.

Between the lifelike statues.

Figures entombed in glass.

The dance floor grows bigger.

The music picks up its beat.

Couples twirl in circles.

Round and round they go.

Until the clock strikes midnight.

And the games finally begin.

THE DEAD GAME

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PARTY

 

 

Put on your mask.

Dress in your gown.

Step into your party shoes.

The dance is about to begin.

Music fills the mirrored room.

The band picks up the beat.

Dancers swirl under chandeliers.

Rainbows of light reflect off the walls.

The room enlarges to accommodate the dancers.

Until the clock strikes midnight.

The music stops.

The dancers stand still.

THE DEAD GAME

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MIDNIGHT

 

 

THE DEAD GAME

 

Tick tock tick tock

Chimes the old clock.

Cold like a vault.

All dancers halt.

Evil so near.

The Dead are here.

Heads are rolling.

Game of bowling

Midnight has come.

A game for none.

 

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FANTASY

 

FANTASYI dream of a placeWhere time stands still.Petals fly from trees,A pink hue cast on all.Climb the stairs to the castle,Where fantasies come to life.The warm breeze carries musicOn swirling rainbows of light.Pretty maidens dance in circlesAround the courtyard of flowers.Men become drunk on gigglesAnd flirty stares cast their way.Who is the ruler of this paradise?It is I, the dreamer of dreams.

 

 

FANTASY

I dream of a place

Where time stands still.

Petals fly from trees,

A pink hue cast on all.

 

Climb the stairs to the castle,

Where fantasies come to life.

The warm breeze carries music

On swirling rainbows of light.

 

Pretty maidens dance in circles

Around the courtyard of flowers.

Men become drunk on giggles

And flirty stares cast their way.

 

Who is the ruler of this paradise?

It is I, the dreamer of dreams.

(Source: sennenkoi)

 

 

CRYSTAL LIGHTS

CRYSTAL LIGHTS
 
A ceiling filled with sparkling lights.
A rainbow of color.
Spreading fire through the ballroom.
Dancers swirling to the music.
Laughter filled to the brim.
Voices rising in tempo.
Faster and faster they go.
The night creeps in.
Stealing the light.
Stealing their lives.
Dance the night away.
 
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MIDNIGHT AT THE OASIS

e-e-r-i-n-e-s-s: Nosferatu (1922)

MIDNIGHT AT THE OASIS

When the clock chimes 12:00

midnight in the glass house,

time will stand still.

The music will stop.

Dancers will freeze in place.

All will be quiet,

waiting for the last chime.

After the twelfth bong,

time will be released from its trance.

The dancing and music will resume.

No time is lost.

Nothing is gained.

The Dead have assumed control.

THE DEAD GAME has begun.

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MASQUERADE

A masquerade ball.
One of my favorite events.
Hidden behind disguises,
people reveal more.
More than they should.
 
They will dance and drink the night away.
Swaying to the music.
Bodies relaxing.
Tongues loosening.
Ah..to be a fly on the wall.

I will wear my mask and heels.
A long silky dress.
A smile on my face.
I’m ready for adventure.
Who shall I pick?

The man surrounded by beauties.
The man sitting sullenly by the bar.
Or the man observing everyone
from a distance.
I choose him.

He’s looking over at me.
Is that a wink for me beneath his mask?
He is tall, dark, and handsome.
My perfect type.
Who is he?
I don’t care.
He’s all mine for this evening.