The Cursed Dancer

A deserted wood,
deep within the heart of all,
holds an ancient tale,
haunting an everlasting fall.
they say as you walk the path,
a girl stands proud and fair,
dancing along the wind,
vanishing into the cool air.
at night she sings a song,
laced with hate yet beautiful as a dove,
awaiting the time to come,
that from the woods approaches her love.
it is along this beaten path,
that all eyes that wander shall see,
along the wind and across the sky,
the curse bound souls finally free.