The Dance

The Dance

Upon the tangled strings of life
We dance our little dance.
Now you see us, now you don't,
We're gone with just a glance.

Like the dancing candle flame
Casting shadows on the wall,
We flicker in and out of sight,
Never seen at all.

Like motes of dust in sunlight,
A streaming swirling mist,
We dart around each other,
Two lovers never kissed.

Upon the tangled strings of life
I pierce her with my glance.
Now you see us, now you don't,
As fate and I must dance.

Extinguish all your candles,
Draw window blinds so tight,
Now you see us, now you don't,
Two wraiths of eerie light.

So when the dance has ended
And the bell has rung,
Fate and I begin to waltz
To songs that were never sung...