11. MY FRIEND DRAGON 20.7.15

20.7.15 lsargs

I am a witch

Neither lovely nor rich

But quite proud,

Always calm, never loud.

I have a friend, Dragon of Fire

Who is full with ideas and desire.

My friend plays the flute

And he is calm, too, close to mute.

Well, I am scared of his emotions,

Of his love and devotion.

What if we become too close?

Me, with a hooked nose,

And him, the handsome one,

Like the very God’s son?


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