The Dragon's Song
I am that dragon wild and free that challenged men should fear,
But maidens pure of heart and soul are those for whom I care;
I hear the siren's call and grace her lilting, playful winds,
Hugging inconstant flows and ebbs caressing faithful wings;
I take or leave a bounty as I choose to do at will,
I agitate to fascinate, I soar and dive to thrill;
But know you that the treasure that I need is not a thing,
I seek to bring under my spell a most enchanting being;
Mythical in your sphere of knowledge, mystical in mine,
A creature of an intrinsic beauty, sensual and refined;
This spirit weaves a power that men struggle to access,
A flame of such intense intelligence that I must possess;
I'll penetrate a shield of order with my piercing eyes,
I'll then ignite that lust and longing to unlease my prize;
I'll use the wisdom of the ages that I gained at birth,
And protect my fiery magic Sprite until my dying breath.
Copyright © Emmanuel Paul | Year Posted 2023
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