I Danced With Your Roaming Demon

[lishesquex]

I have to give the credit for the title of this poem to my guildie Cherri, who said this randomly after /dancing with Callysto's demon (I forget its name) as we were massacring Ironforge's deeprun rats in a raid group.  The line stuck with me for a couple of weeks and eventually evolved into a poem.


I danced with your roaming demon
With her left hand on my heart
She vowed to hold it safely through
The raging tempest born that night

Thus by tender words was I caught
And with fateful chains held fast
And slowly but surely given to
The salted mercy of the tides

Discontent to live in darkness
Unwilling to unmoon the sky
I could but dwell the edge of dreams
And count the ever slipping sand

Year by year the light grew dimmer
I learnt the boundaries and the rules
But all my life I always felt
The beating of my demon heart