The music began
she started to dance.
But it wasn't like before.
What was once a dance of happiness
now has a twist at the end.
For the one that completed her
has passed on.
She is all alone,
dancing to that sad song.
An artist, whom, has lost her canvas to paint;
she lost the passion that drove her.
Her chances of hope are no more.
So she chooses to die…
She begins to cut herself.
As the blood spills from her veins,
She sees a new painting come to life.
Her wounds begin to heal.
She has a new passion.
Creating a painting of eternity,
not eternity in heaven,
but eternity in love.
The love she has for her fallen lover
can now be seen.
The music stops.
She speaks of her dedication to him.
Never has a dance been so beautiful.
The Day the spotlight faded.