A Dance Milady?

With the back of my hand
I sweep your hair from your neck
Isn't that what you expect

A pinch there below the ear
Crushing you beneath my weight
Or embracing you from behind

But first let us dance
Do you know a branle
"No", what a tragedy

Take my hand
I will dance
And you will follow

That is the way of it you know
I step left and pull you along
Then right and push you where I will

I turn and you turn
Either to
Or away

You grow tired
But I go on
Remember you wanted this

Now you begin to understand
This is not some girl's fantasy
There is no stopping

Remember the legend
You invited me
And now you can do nothing

Blood? Hah I do not need that
Flesh? No yours is too soft
Life? Perhaps if I grow bored

It is the fear I relish
The realization this has
Nothing to do with you.

Oh, you've broken a heel.
Let's take them off
Before you've had a twist

Red smears on
Cold rough stone
Filled by my laugh