But First, A Toast.....

And so they danced

Gazing mournfully into the abyss
Of each other's eyes

Tragically keeping time with their steps,

They float near the center of the room
Her dress swirling around her feet

"Ah, to waltz again", the onlooker sighs.
As the beauty of the tableau again
Unfolds before his bleary eyes

She is screaming
Lost emotion, broken memories
The acrid taste of unspent time
Questions rise above

He holds her tighter, closer
Tears sluice through her unforgiving heart
And wash his sentenced soul

Alas, the music ends......
The dancers tremble
As the crowd raises their glasses
"To Death!", they cry

by M. Marie