Feet pounding,

Feet pounding,

Across the dojo floor,

Up into the air they leap,

Sword swinging down,

Missing by bare centimeters,

Rolling away,

Springing into the air,

Up and over,

Her opponent,

She flips mid-air,

To land with her dagger,

Against his throat,


He leans back,
And slips under her blade,

Before she could react,

Grinning she dances away from him,

He pounces,

She dodges,

It's a dance of death,




They collapse exhausted,

From their game,

Of dance of death.