Dream Dragons II

There are dragons that sit hidden

In the gauzy haze of dreams we weave

Their eyes gleam and would give them away

But for the sparkling vision of dreams

They wait patiently, breathing softly

And emitting light tendrils of smoke

That curl slowly and twist to dance amid

The misty light of dreams

As they hungrily wait for the moment

When dreams begin to come true

For the haze to begin to lift

For the soft edges of the dream

To become sharp and clear

Just before it all solidifies

Just before it all becomes reality

The dragon erupts with fiery breath

Igniting the dream into a flash of leaping flames

Leaving embers


And pain




              08:55 A.M.