A dance floor of marble
Stretches out under the light
Eight by eight squares
Of black and white

Mirrored walls reflect infinitely
Finding nothing around us
But the pawns and court
We employ to protect us

But how easily we sacrifice
The players in between
When the king's goal
Is to capture the queen

The king and queen of light
Must follow rules so complex
To reach Regina Nocturmus
And her dark Morus Rex

And what of the game
When queens and kings meet?
Will there be check for each mate?
Can we ever admit defeat?

The game will soon be over
And the rules we will rewrite
As the pieces are replaced on
This board of black and white