When dawn fades,
into early morning light.
Cudzu on the vine,
dew drops crystal bright.
Moisture drips,
from the weathered edges.
Creeps up the wall,
and faded window ledges.
Here thier love was borne,
right at the break of dawn.
In the shadows of,
The Willow's song.
Dark claws touch her face,
with exquiste release.
He senses her aura,
no need to even speak.
His translucent wings wrap around her,
with infinte grace.
She steps close to his chest,
and touches his face.
Tendrils of golden curls,
and eyes of striking green.
Talons so shiney and black,
in the morning sun do gleam.
With fluidic motion,
there could be no deciet.
reaching down, he swept her,
completely off her feet.
Together and Etherial,
the dragon and she.
Have journeyed through time,
for endless eternities.
They found that love,
had surpassed it's bounds.
it has no limits,
it completely surrounds.
In liquid grace,
it fills the mold.
And Love ...well...
It's the greatest story ever told.
Written By: Ruth Anna Brown- Weems
Copy Right, All Rights Reserved August 2007
