Dragon Love
by Genora Willcox Powell
Nestled in bed, she reads one more chapter.
Rain strikes her home, calling her to her captor.
The river nearby swells, liken to her mind,
Spilling over into the riddles of time.
A voice in her ear, whispers words of wisdom.
And into the universe and past his kingdom
With massive body and hot breath he carries her,
Poisonous and flaming thrust, she surrenders.
They cross the threshold, drenched in steamy desire
And magically they swallow the stars of fire,
Which glisten on his impenetrable skin
And glow within her belly, the next of kin.
With wings weary they spiral, descending to
And from Heavens everlasting altitudes.
She sleeps on his thick neck, lulled by the steady beat,
Dawn light awakens her to clawed torn sheets.
She arises in the waters of their love,
Shaking off lose scales, iridescent from above,
Reveals her nakedness and the book at rest.
Tenderly she touches her jeweled breast
And in her shimmering tummy swells, a pawn.
She smiles assured, the legend will live on.
