in dark red, like the
paint of blood,
There was a moon
and cherry clouds
above. I saw him
flying near the ground.
His scarlet red tail
swirling the air around,
Fire streamed from
his mouth,
all forest -burning in flames,
his eyes -attached to me,
without fear, I breathed
hardly, standing alone,
in my scarlet rose dress,
Silently waiting my death,
Silently wishing the rain
to fall from sky
like a saving holly water,
before me fainting...
Red Dragon came closer
to me. His eyes made
from deep fire wells -
I stretched my hands
to touch his hot face,
I was like little tree
from the forest,
in Love burning.
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