Crimson

And she’ll dance in the dark
with the fire at her heels
and she’ll never stop looking for more.
And she’ll dance in the dark
with the fire in her eyes,
and her feet on the ground let her soar.

I met her one day in September,
and I felt her smile in the dark.
She touched the frame of her glasses;
her skin was pale and stark.
“Come away,” said the girl in the crimson,
“Come lose your despair ‘round the fire.”
Over her shoulder she beckoned
as the sound of the drums spiralled higher.

And she’ll dance in the dark
with the fire at her heels
and she’ll never stop looking for more.
And she’ll dance in the dark
with the fire in her eyes,
and her feet on the ground let her soar.

She led me, blind, through the twilight,
while the leaves did a jig at our feet.
Her touch made me shiver with longing,
I burned with the fire’s bright heat.
“Close your eyes,” said the girl in the crimson,
and we lost ourselves, all undone.
We danced til the pain was forgotten
with our racing pulse beating as one.

And she’ll dance in the dark
with the fire at her heels
and she’ll never stop looking for more.
And she’ll dance in the dark
with the fire in her eyes,
and her feet on the ground let her soar.

I met her one day in September,
And I lost her as dawn kissed the sky.
My arms were as empty as ever
and embers burned in her eyes.
“Look away,” said the girl in the crimson,
“Nothing this perfect should last.”
And when I lifted my eyes,
the fire was nothing but ash.

And she’ll dance in the dark
with the fire at her heels
and she’ll never stop looking for more.
And she’ll dance in the dark
with the fire in her eyes,
and her feet on the ground let her soar.

(this is a song. it has a tune and everything! But, since I suck at singing, you’ll never get to hear it. imagine a wild violin, a sort of folksy/dark country vibe, and you’ll be halfway towards hearing the sounds in my head right now. trust me, they’re beautiful)

 

Image courtesy of Hayley Mechelle Bouchard. Her work can be found at Little Cat Photography, and on Our Contributors page.