Footsteps fall upon a hall
The silver echoing of the patter.
And stir of breath, cloth sliding against flesh
Searching in such haste
For this enchanting melodic soul.
Alone, dancing upon the fingertips of shadow and light
In this rash pursue of childish infatuation
With the unknown.
Seduced by to the flame, child of innocence fooled by your own senses.
The sound clear and sublime echoing throughout the mind
Yet who is the musician who plays?
He dressed in all white, pale hand against the bow, drawing near only to slip
farther into Shadow.
Face masked by the pure cloak he wears, so you not see his face.
Music twining in, drowning the whispered screams of the demons
Light bright, hiding malicious grins
Be warned dear one, as you roam after him in blissful trance
The most dangerous of all evils, are those who wear white.
by Dragon_tears
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I'm so glad you're back. And back with a bang, I see! 
Hehe.. Gorgeous. You put images in my mind.. 
