Dragon's Song



A fiery heart,
That melts my soul,
A sharped toothed grin,
To end it all,
Those wings thee spread,
And air control,
To lift my body,
Beyond my whole,
Up to the sky,
And hear your roar,
The Dragon flies,
I know, no more.

With delicate wings,
And glittered eyes,
A magic gift,
To lift you high,
Beyond the clouds,
Into the sky,
Your flight must end,
With morning nigh,
But in my eyes,
You will always fly.



Written by Emma Sleet,
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