jkrauss
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The dance
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Aug 17 23:45 UTC 1994 |
And in come dancing over the hills,
Through grass and flower, apparitions
Of green and white,
Kicking their feet of
In full moonlight.
Apparition
Mirage, bright
Phantom come dancing, bright
Phantom dream come dance with me.
Leap and spin,
Twist and jump,
Over the hills come dancing;
Leaf and branch,
Twig and tree
Over the hills come dance with me.
Apparition
Mirage, bright
Phantom come dancing come
Over the hills come
Dance with me.
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kami
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Aug 22 21:58 UTC 1994 |
Here is something I wrote for May Day a few years back. It seems to fit.
In the Moonlight softly glowing
Forms go shifting, changing, flowing
'Neath the fey light wee folk dancing
Disappear when we are glancing;
Night of Elven Magic ageless
Brings forth now the Old Ones changeless.
I really like what you have written in "The Dance".
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