Forking Flames SST11 first draft – by BeaBop

15 May

When a dragon offers a bouquet spray
It is not immediate to think of rainbows and meals for two
There are zillions of reasons a devious beast
Would use its oyster scales to dazzle and impress you

Each soft blossom is a silver trojan
Petals twinkle from its stem full of strife
Bills unpaid, mistrust iced dreams and bleeding lies
Gouges wounds with a sweeping leather spade for a knife

My dragon teases smiles onto my jaws at high tide
His forked tongue pierces plans into eggshells
Fighting to keep alive the legend etched
Into the base of the karite tree

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