White Dragon

She yearns for the one that would wrap his strength around her like a loving cloak. Standing beside her against danger, protecting her from harm when she cannot protect herself. He would have her complete trust & sure knowledge that he would never forsake her, harm her in body or soul, nor deceive her. Though she may face his wrath for a thoughtless action or word she would never have to face his silence or endure his ridicule.

His gentleness like cool mountain water on a hot august day. flowing over her, around her, through her. Satisfying her thirst, calming her restless soul. Keeping the flames banked until with a touch, a word, a glance they flare out of control consuming everything in their path.

She aches to touch him, kiss him, taste his fire. To feel it roar through her blood as he claims her singeing her flesh. Her body burning for the touch of his, desperate for his heat, his hunger.
Her heart sings with joy knowing that to fly with him on wings of fire would forever complete her. Weeps with the tears of sorrow that she may never know the bliss that could be hers.


Kimmie