Dec 18, 2010 16:56
all i want for christmas is a dragon of my own
i realize that this is what they all are, now
and the only good armor is thick skin and good friends.
golden dragons make golden promises
hold you high to the sky,
show you off and say look at this beautiful thing
but they're skittish and flighty
they run at the first sign of forever.
purple dragons treat you like a princess
give you chemical incentive
and make you shiver when you touch.
but soon the sensuality wears off
and the purple dragon takes off
and you realize that you didn't want it at all.
green dragons stick around
they take care of you
stillo,
poem,
ryan,
george,
alex,
writing,
writer's block