Her Dragon
On the back of his head she skims the air
With excited blades of the dragon’s wings
Where inside of his serenity lair
Here lies the dragon’s most precious of things
Cotton fabric singed from his raspy voice
On the back of his head she skims the air
The dragon fiercely bellows his rejoice
That everyone can surely feel and hear
She loves dragon even with his big scare
Nothing lives as close to him as she does
On the back of his head she skims the air
No gold can withstand the heat that he loves
Attesting for dragon’s might she enjoys
Those that don’t know him will be in despair
Majestic is his might, she floats with joys
On the back of his head she skims the air
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2014
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