DANCING SHADOWS

A sandy path boarded by rose

bushes. A curved half black dome

above, painted with stars from

distant galaxies. Up ahead, flames

from a bonfire beckon us closer.

The heat presses us when we are

several feet from its heart.  Blankets

with lovers and friends gather.

Sparks explode into cool air,

fighting to remain alive as they

rise in death spirals. Mad spirit

shadows spread ripples onto

sand beyond the circle, melting

uneasily into a gray night.

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