A Sweeter Dragon Flame Steady there, she appears out of a crowd and around the corner There, moving towards me Small but strong, this blue-eyed blond knows just what she is doing Rich, full lips, a good strong grip--another hand she's shaking Well known here, no need for fear, Friends gathered all around her If strength was all it took to rule a world, tyrants would be plenty Dragon lairs, dead men there and prisoners abounding; But man is not a dull machine, programmed to a certain scheme, Fixed and ever constant Spirit lies in hidden fires, within his breast beating-- Always shifting, yet still the same To find her here, to see her there, meets with my approval Resolve shines from her eyes, a sign of forward motion And yet, and yet Longing flickers sweeter flames--her need for love consuming Touch me now in a gentle dance, bodies softly swaying Around us, surrounding us, an aura of elation Lightning strikes the strangest places, a dragon-flame of fiery life The beast-electrons smoke within the circuitry of human mind And seat of emotion Fire the destroyer builds up, too; in its wake Laying waste, leaving nutrients for budding things To build their wings for flying So she flies in a sky of her own choosing Be brave today and fly my way, my one and only dragon Wing your way, fire your flames, I bid them to consume me A sweeter thrill I've never known than of my body groaning For spirit-sight, sweet hidden fires-- I take my flight upon it Randy Guess ©1998 [How Could I Ask For More?] [When Leaves Fall]    [About The Poet]    [Short-Timer] [A Sweeter Dragon Flame]     [The Devil and the Fourth of July] [Wrestling Hemingway]     [Wiggleworm] [A Silent Paean]    [Rainbow Color Reality] [Hear The Mountains Calling] [Fair and Moldy Muse]     [Ode to a Scottish Lass] [A Matter of Time]    [Understanding Anne Sexton] [In Praise of Earth and Sky and Sea] [Home]   [Poetry]   [Short Stories] [Quotes]   [Philosophy]   [Biographies] [Links]   [Copyright]   [Contact]    [Site Index] <top>