Heir To A Serpent's Hall

Poem By Kiona Pearson

Lips as rubies, hair of gold
The sister dragon hath foretold
Wander free and far,
for far thine hail
a babe b'plucked from cold betrayal

Lo, a magic's twisted deed
to garner life while lovers flee
for fleet of foot one must so be
As brothers four do carouse thee
In one's act of ferocity

Thou'st sorrow pour from limpid pool
into silken hands unfurled,
If all riches only sour you
Beseech me and pray tell,
Why do you cry, my girl?

Dragonet in the hand,
for gilded so she seems
with timeless eyes yet casting for a dream
A wizard's ward in waiting
Hail from hall without a queen.

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