The Dragon of Haute Savoie

Exquisite marmalade rays with emerald and white lines Whimsically folding immense dimensions into the eyes Beneathe that silhouette sparkling skin the dragon wing A Face to phase the dragons master the winner, th' night For It is er' haute savoie, floral spring and autumn leaves Er' home and sheltered caves for billion of years; er' lair This kingdom this brass these solitude eyes"I challenge" Invites my spirit to capture to launch an' away on its back Hence meet the moon the sun the clouds; white fur coat And bind to never leave such treasure nor ever cast aside For a moment in time, a joy of wonder, eyes met to dare 08/05/2017