Dancing for the Dragon
Lure intense passion from his eyes.

Gazing at the Dragon
With obvious need behind innocent eyes.

Drawn in by Dragon’s natural fire,
I crave to be part of it’s consumption.
Into the Dragon’s inferno

Touching the Dragon,
Trying my best to be adoring
Caressing with soft fingers
As I learn his skin is contours of the body.

Serving the Dragon,
Soothing his internal flames
Kneading his shoulders and massaging from the outside in.

Tasting the Dragon,
Lips moving and continuously brushing his flesh,
Twirling the tongue repeatedly on his sensitive spot
Promising to drinking his essence

Seized by and overcome Dragon,
Grasped firm in his power,
Lost in his embrace

Permanently marked by the Dragon,
Flesh ripped and fluid spilled,
Cries of both pleasure and pain

Taken by Dragon,
His pleasure ripped from me--
a very willing victim

Obedient to the Dragon,
Sweet surrender in both of eyes,
No longer a victim, but a gift

Held by my Dragon,
His gaze caressing my soul,
Drowning into my own personal pool from looking in his eyes

Drifting off with the Dragon,
Into peaceful sleep, our souls still touching,
Meeting in our dreams.