Dragons





























































Embers in the darkness,
A presence in the lair,
A sense of powerful magic,
Trembles in the air....
Talons of gleaming silver,
Reach out from the dark,
Orbs of glowing crimson,
Ignite in you a matching spark,
Joining with a mind,
Both ancient and strong,
You offer yourself to fantasy,
Knowing what you do isn't wrong.
Taken up to the skies,
Upon wings unfurled...
A serpentine ballet,
Dancing among clouds that swirl.
Staring down upon the world,
You can never again feel the same...
As when soaring through the heavens,
Astride a creature with eyes of flame...

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Copyright by Rick Garthwaite (The Fallen Angel). Not to be reprinted for sale of any sort without permission of the author.