Dragons

Fiery eyes

Mouth of flames

I do not know what lies

Behind them

Their glossy scales

Sleek with sheen like oil on water

They ripple and shine

Throw rainbows on the dungeon walls

Are they soft like infant skin?

Or hardened slate?

Quite unlike fishes’ scales

But those scales

How they glimmer

Entrancing me as they shimmer

As though spinning tales

I know that here lies danger

I’m still, can’t turn my eyes away

Locked bones and rooted to the ground

Here I stay

Can’t run away

To escape

Even if that thought I ever find in my head

Or someone tries to drag me from my stead

Can’t force my limbs to move ahead

I wonder if they see me

Are they watching calculatingly?

Such is my predilection

That I’m locked within that icy gaze

As I sink into those mesmerizing depths

I find myself falling into such a strange bliss

That I might not even be woken with a true love’s kiss

This is the nature of my calm and peace

Ones I usually fight to feel

Can’t look away

Can’t shake my head

Can’t break this loving gaze

Or turn away from my watchful stead

As their movements are oh! so sleek

Not a whisper or sound they make

Those who see them their steps break

Magnificent when they unfurl

Their leathery wings

Talons grasping for air

With a powerful surge they launch themselves

Into the sky

They fly

Above the clouds

And out of my sight.