Between the Dragons

“The Gods have been most cruel” Said the old man to me Standing inside the sun’s light Casting a long shadow Over barren rocks “Most cruel to you” “Most cruel” I echoed Tugging at my chains That hold me fast between my twin desires The Dragons trying to splice my body Even as they seek to rend my heart in two And pull apart my soul To share me between them equally I look as the old man does to you I look as the old man does to you To see you waiting without To see you waiting within As you look back at me with your eyes so sad As you look back at me A little tired and full or yearnings With your head held high Like my own Full of pride And I strain against my chains With the knowledge we are right Seeking to touch you That we are safe from ourselves To hold you Sheltered from our needs Kiss you Our screaming desires Breathe you Shielded by our honour But the Dragon pulls me back To tighten the chains Leaving me gasping for breath Unable to see you in my eyes But knowing you are there In my heart Just beyond my reach