To Reaper

Chessboard flies off the table-
a hawk off to search for prey.
Strong hands push me against a wall.
I squeak as sharp teeth nip at my neck.

Back pressed against sheets
head spins like I'm drunk,
sent reeling through space-

the stars spiral dance
they twinkle in blue sky eyes.
The liquid blackness of the universe
flows all around me, I fall
down to earth like an asteroid.

I am small in your arms.
For the first time in my life
I'm safe and secure.

A.N: The term Spiral dance is a Pagan method of raising energy in the Circle. :)