Thy Dragon's touch is soft and fine .
My scales to thee I doth consine.
But here , we touch from Mind to Mind .
It is my "Lust" that thee shall find .
Where need meets need I'll have my fill !
My wings and claws in terror thrill ,
Yet I await thy coming still !
For we shall meet in times sweet mill .
For Dragons live forever dear ;
And I have waited through the year .
For all that time has found my tear ,
It is thine words that are my peer .
For in the darkness where I abide ;
From myself I can not hide .
For what I seek ; Be by my side !
Read thy runes and then decide .
For flames they rage within my breast ;
And be it "Wise" for thee to test !
For in thy trials I shall divest ,
It's oft been said "Dragons never rest !"
Now waits sweet wonder never fear ;
I touch thy form in space ; tis near ,
For if thee would ; Then come thee here !
And "Know" thy Dragon ! ; mortals mere .
copyright James D. Hayes Jr.