Time Moves Slow

By the Lanterne Of Light

Asmodeus has long led Theia

in a waltz of sin

while shadows and flame

flicker a picture of life upon

bare stone walls

Yes, demons dance

Even darkness’ venerated prince

once brought light to a morning tango with her daughters

whose radiant smiles compete to

outshine the other

glimmering with hope to embody the next gleam in those fiery dawn eyes

Yes, demons dance

Even before stories and names

Oblivion devoured galaxies to seek the dizzying of light’s energy kinetic

Twirling and spinning

Entangled and swaying

In time

With the rhythm of a reality’s genesis

Oh, yes-

Demons dance