This Bard of Olde
quite a marksman was he
Empowered by an
underlying strength
As an incubus to me
Succumb I did
to this
predestined dance
Hah!
I finally got the chance
My feet began to move
my body to shift & sway
The rhythm!
The Beat!
Taking me to mine
own fantasy astray
A very tantalizing
story of song
Murderous
ye must agree
if 'tis to continue too long
Suddenly
I awoke with a start
'Twas but a dream
for now all is quiet and dark
