Dancing in the dark
With the demons in my head
I lead, they follow
Our steps familiar, practiced
Shall we waltz, foxtrot , tango?
I should have refused
Told them my dance card was full
But they know me well
I always slip willingly
Into their poison embrace
© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved
Brave & Reckless 
Oh wow, the images of your dance night, don’t feel like you’re going to a country barn dance…….more like a coven’s dance night ……….
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Christine Ray – Dancing – Who picks the tune?
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