I sit in a wooden chair
Fiddling with the corners
Of a turning book
The book is called
The eyes of a dragon
Complex characters
Fantasy layers
A multi-faceted tea
A black girl caught my attention
On the screen of my console.
A girl who knows the heart of the dragons
I once read many books
About a dragon's holy mother
Where was she
When all the dragons were slain?
Between the black and green
The black dragon sits
On a mystic silver throne
Its spirit lives on through
The little cup on my desk
YOU ARE READING
Drinking Poetry
PoetryBeat your thirst for poetry with fifty poems dedicated to various types of tea and coffee with some alcoholic drinks. Cover designed by @Matthaios_07
