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I am a dragon,
Know you my name?
I walk forever from hither to yon...
A wanderer true, a stranger always.
No being knows my heart,
Which bleeds within.
The curse of immortality holds me.
The doom of life surrounds me.
The darkness inside makes my wings heavy,
for I want not to fly.
Tears in my heart binds my wings,
bands and chains not of steel, but far stronger.
For I see death, destruction, despair...
and, immortal, leave all my friends as dust.
Exist I yet?  A million years of pain
burn in my heart,
Searing my soul with the black fire of hate.
Why pain?  Immortality is in my grasp!

Eric L. Hansen

Dragon Heart

Darkness, shadows, silence,
All concealing what is in the night.
Look deeper, penetrate the darkness
And see what lurks in the heart.
A sight beyond reality lurks there,
A sight many fear,
A dragon in full glory stands,
Waiting to be heard.
Many fight it, fearing the unknown,
Knowing not what they do.
The dragon does not fight,
Wisdom guiding its thoughts.
Death comes to the dragon,
Yet it lives still in the heart,
Which will never forget
What it felt when the dragon was there.

-Unknown

Slow, senuous and silent,
I fly in ambience.
Moonlight reflecting off my midnight scales,
As I sing the Moon's sad tale.

Pale, beautiful moon,
Coming and going much too soon.
We are misunderstood, you and I,
And it's been so long, that we don't ask why.

My place is by your side in the dark;
Behind the clouds and sky, like a watermark.
We sing peacefully together our melancholy songs,
Of our memories that have kept us company for so long.

Midnight black except for my pearlescent eyes,
I fly with you and the stars that light up the night skies.
Until we are overshadowed by the pernicious Sun,
Let us enjoy our company and share our sadness with everyone.

-Quang Lai

Dragon fierce and dragon bold,
dragon of the wisdom old.

Come ye to my fireside,
soft and silent as the tide.

Telling me of silver moonbeam rides,
high into the starlit sky.

With my love, my dragon, at my side.

Silver Storm Caller

Dream Dragon

Moon drenched wings of silver and white,
sweep through the heavens in the dark of night.

Spinning it's glorious web of delight,
where dreams big and small take flight.

It is the silver moon dragon
my love, my dream dragon.
Who calls to me from the reaches of the stars,
calling me home, tis' not very far.

Not with my love, my dream dragon at my side
To take me on my moonbeam ride.

Silver Storm Caller

The dragon globe came from Amy's Graphics.

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