Comfort has an answer
Struggle has its questions
Imagination has no manners
Fantasy, untampered~
Refines--
the person, the purposed, the prestigious
Intertwines--
the best, the beast, the bested
Together--
The man, the myth, the legend
I never could put my finger on it--
Why do I fawn over draconic concepts
heavier than a daydreaming head is
perhaps its a bond unspoken, unbroken
I crave staring at an empty bowl
Starving for a primal tempest;
A jungle juxtaposition of my own.
How human of me`
Oh, the humanity'
mermaids, hu-manatee's
believably unbelievably--
festering within a mind unendingly
through cultivated strides
The roots are bonsai's
where ideas put over integrity
flourish into trees never grown.
Me, my dragon, and I
are but origami in a paper world
drawn out forevermore.