My Lord Dragon

[Dark Muse]

My Lord Dragon

You penetrated my soul
without remorse
but once I believed
you were genuine,
in earnest.

Now I am left
stranded on the desert
of your forsaken island,
an addition to the collection,
tripping over old bones.

You were the Dragon
all fire and brimstone
and just now I see
the manifestation
caught in your wavering
reflection.

Yet never could I be
a St. George, heroically
bathed in blood, not
for lack of valor,
but even in cruelty
you are far too majestic
to fall pointlessly
at the stake.

Instead I would burn
in flames, not as an
act of self-sacrifice
but because beauty
in all its forms
deserves to live.

Your predatory soul
shattered my world
but for an all too brief moment
it was pure bliss,
and I wonder if this is what
it is like on the point
right before death.

But still I remain
and I will not crumble
and fade so easily,
caught beneath your shadow
I will watch you master
vast horizons.

[Bar22do]

I especially loved

Yet never could I be
a St. George, heroically
bathed in blood, not
for lack of valor,
but even in cruelty
you are far too majestic
to fall pointlessly
at the stake.

and think your poem would be stronger without the last S.

But have enjoyed reading you as always. Thanks a lot.

[MystyrMystyry]

Amazing Dark One - I'm sure that your recent poems have increased in strength

[Dark Muse]

Thank you!