Non-Erotic PoetryDragon's Breathchains of fire
from her seared
and desperate lungs,
her naked feet
flying over the rocks
exposing themselves
as his soft breasts,
while the beat of the dark waves
she sought
became quieter as the plasma
shackles bound her legs
more tightly to
the granite of this distant shore.
She knew she would return,
cede to him her
gossamer clad body,
let him burn it away,
and take her soul
into the pure emptiness
he so sweetly offered.
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