Fire Dragons

Im breathing fire,
my nostrils flare,
fire dragons are my muse,
medieval days an attraction
royal feasts, romance and epic battles,
steam coming from my ears,
a raging concotion

Im breathing fire,
my tendons show,
muscles twitch and bulge,
vessels vasodilate,
an angered bull rages,
a matador dances.

Im breathing fire,
my heart palpitates,
blood rushes from chamber to chamber,
the chest heaves,
mouth dries,
the slideshow ends.

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Author: Githinjiw

A silent heart throb who shies away from too much attention, likes to read (nothing beats it) and is on a quest of self discovery.

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