Dance of death Running along the street there Where we´re gonna meet Dancing in the circles Pointing me some miracles I´m trying but can´t find it Although you´re just behind it Then you turn your way And make me your prey Follow me on tiptoes Catch me up And slowly raise Around my body Overwhelming Dance with me lyrical And make me your miracle zdroj obrázku této básničky v sekci „poezie“ – pinterest