Lord of the Dance

"May I have this dance?"

One...two...three...
One...two...three...

He leads you effortlessly,
Gently pushing you where he pleases.
An effortless waltz.

One..two..three..
One..two..three..

His fluid movements leave you in a trance.
Drawn into the dance,
You lose your will in his lead.

One, two, three,
One, two, three,

He spins you once, twice...
When did the music get faster?
Your control, you find, is gone.

OnetwothreeOnetwothree...

Chaotic beats pound in the air. He spinds you, dips you, hands burning their mark in your hand and back.
Everything is a blur of noise and color, his steps faster, faster, faster...
You can't stop. He alone holds your will as he spins faster...faster, fasterfaster...


The music stops.
He smiles and steps back...
As you crumble to the floor.

Lord of the Dance.