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Come to me, my sweetest pet
Let nothing stand between us
The fire burns, inside we two
I can’t wait until they’ve seen us
My transformation’s taking place
Soon I will be one, like you
And when my wings begin to sprout
You know what you must do
Lend to me, your golden scales
Let them form around my being
Watch, as your magic now unfolds
And I become a dragon, freeing
The flames that burn inside my soul
I become one, with the Master Clan
Just a little bit longer, is all it will take
Til, at last, I am no longer human
©2018 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo via Pixabay CC0
“But it is one thing to read about dragons and another to meet them.”
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Have you ever met one? They’re not as ferocious as you think 😉
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Ah yes, there be dragons ☺❤
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Always dragons 🙂 ❤
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I just reblogged this. Hope you don’t mind. I love it! Very beautiful work.
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Thank you so much! I’m glad you enjoyed!! 😊
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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Thank you very much! 💕
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delightful! 🙂
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Thank you very much! 🙂
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Love you subtle descriptions. Well done.
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Thank you very much, Drew! 🙂
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Reblogged this on James Harrington's Blog of Geek and Writing and commented:
… Nothing to really say here. I just REALLY loved this one!
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