They say
it is all
possible
in the dreams
and they say correctly.
I dreamt it first
then did it all again;
the same
God-awful
image of me all
in flames.
I saw the dragon
and approached
it;
I looked it in
the eyes
and did not stop
to move forward.
It had the
greenest eyes
and it was
smiling;
It said “come
closer,
kiss me and
you’ll never die.”
One can’t see the
flames…
but I am burning.
Inside, outside,
in this life, in all
others that may come.
I am the flames,
I am the dragon’s
own breath.
Fire can’t kill
the dragons,
nor one can put
off the flames that started of a kiss.
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