Dragonbeast By Athena C. Beauchamp

Atop Thunder ,
I glide through the
leafy bower of flowers,
the riot of color,
the heady perfume,
the dark coolness
of the turf.

My unwilling mind wanders to you...
Stirring unwelcome longings.
" Get out, out of my mind"
" Get out of my mind,
you dragon beast!
Leave me" I cry...

Wasting no mercy on Thunder,
grabbing the reins.
fleeing this place
I push him to his fastest gait.
As the wind, we take flight
leaving.
As you did...

Wanting to flee your memory...
as I fly thru the night...
Deep in my soul
it burns,
as I flee from it
the red hot searing
of my heart...




Copyright 1999 ACB