My lover is three centuries ancient.
A dragon with a penchant for savants.
Smooth carborundum scales calefacient.
Shallow beauty or station — he cares not.
Brick chested in mortal transformation.
A tail of smooth ebony hair, tied taught.
A true gentleman — devout, and patient.
My dragon is a handsome juggernaut.
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Moon Gate: Volume I
PoetryA collection of poetry based on prompts from the Versification contest. I'm aiming for dark, magical, and supernatural themes. Also trying out several types of poetry like iambic pentameter, limericks, etc. The only rules were to stay within 4 to 8...
