There was once a Dragon in my mind,
soaring her levy through it's eerie wind.
On water's dipole and Tau's ring of Pi,
she coiled her tail around my axis of pride.
The invisible Dragon with a lustrous hide;
elating the ego in synesthetic stride.
Preying on the petty with adamant jowls.
Her eyes are red ablaze with amour, rage, and self-acknowledgement.
She kisses my thoughts with her rhythmic muse,
ambient qualia ensues.
She carries my soul with her amable claws.
A story is told through standard candle trails;
worshiped in a celestine shrine.
Lights known to wake the vale of men to the advected advent of love.
Her long tangled body swims through space in a propagating line.
Anharmonic; her tail points in its own direction,
spanning the enigmatic vector of time.
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