The Dragon came and took me away
Stole me from the pain of day
Around my waist, his claws he wrapped
To pull me close to his chest
Heart to heart, breast to breast
He flew into the night, moonlight on his back

I am the Princess, Keeper of light
He held me close as he leapt to flight
I was to be his
A slave of his passion
To me he promised no compassion
But one glance at his soul, I knew
That his vicious words were untrue

As he threw me down upon the bed
The furthest thought in my mind was dread
I looked into the Dragon’s eyes
And saw the glory that he could be
I craved the romance I could clearly see
Hiding behind his hardened scowl
He let out a cry of love in a vicious howl

The night progressed
With my Dragon on my chest
I found myself never to be a slave
Rather a Keeper to the heart he gave me
My Dragon’s soul I wish to save

The Dragon has stolen my heart
From him I do not wish to part
I am this Dragon’s Keeper
I can feel the pain of his broken heart, his soul I need to mend
With my light I will tend
To his every wound he will let me near
My darling Dragon, you have nothing to fear

She stood on the old wooden platform with tears in her eyes
So many virgins had been taken from here
For centuries The Dragon has come
Father said, It is to protect the village
To her it was a death sentence
In truth, it was
With her white dress fluttering in the harsh wind
A black spot became visible on the horizon
He was here
To scoop her up and take her to his cave
Never to be seen again
Her vision blurred into black nothingness
As his claws closed around her midsection

The Dragon dropped his prize on the array of pillows he kept for them
He knew what she was thinking
The Dragon always felt so guilty for the women he took
Yet he couldn’t help it, he thought as his claws touched down on the caves cold floor
With a cry of pain his long demonic dragon body receded





Until only the form of a naked man remained
Baring only long raven black hair and two vertical scars on his back
And a braided thong around his neck holding his pendant of Light
Striking gold eyes shown in the darkness of the night
She would be his
Willingly this time
He was tired of the life he had lead
A sigh of arousal brought him back to the here and now
The Dragon turned to face his new bride with black wings unfurled
“Hello Andrea,” he smiled feeling his hunger rise to his throat
She looked at him astonished
“Christopher?”

The reverend looked upon his charge with a smile
It was a false smile, but one needed
She stood before him screaming for acceptance
But his faith did not allow
One of her kind to be placed in the herd
Yet he would not allow
Such scrutiny among his flock

Reverend Loki looked upon his charge
Filling his need for human release to be fed
Quickly he suppressed it
He was no longer that God
One of lust and lies
Tricks
Yes, tricks were another matter
The God of Tricks was not done

He took his case to his superiors
And with a few tricks he kept this girl safe
She was his flock now
He hugged her as tears fell down her face
He handed her a new set of clothes and put her to work
The Trickster was still causing chaos
For humans rather than gods

Fear turning to sweat
As it drips down my face
Her eyes like daggers, clutching at my child
Upon her face is the rotten core
Of a cold hearted contempt
‘For what I have worked so hard to give birth to,
She scoffs at what is before her
Such a useless, untalented thing
She mutters
The criticism of my baby is almost more than I can bear
And yet as I hold back the tears,
Those threaten to drench my face
I look once more,
Into this demons eyes
Her vicious glamour has lifted
And there stands a woman who once gave birth to me
Holding the papers I have given birth to
Her devil hearted criticisms pierce my heart
But once I truly look at her,
And see what a pathetic
Old thing she has become
I take the papers back
And smile
For the demon in my path means nothing
My words mean more than hers

Dear little children
It’s a scary world
Filled with monsters in suits
And demons that look like you and I
But do not fear little ones
For not all is evil
The rain that takes away recess, washes away the destruction
That others cause
A simple kiss from you to your mother
Gives her more happiness than all the money in the world
Life is not all war and pain
It can be sweet like rain
Or as warm as the sun on a rose
Life is beautiful
You can find it in a smile
Or the kind deeds that a stranger might bring
As he holds open the door for a mother with her child’s stroller
The world is beautiful
So do not get too caught up
In all the trials of everyday life
Take your time
Life will always flow
But if you do not stop to smell the roses
Then life will pass you by

From the comfortable chair that I sit
Watching the rain as it falls
Do I realize just how the brilliantly dreary sky
Meets the moments in my life
With such abandon that they kiss
The memories of lovers past
Quarrels of the forgotten
Have marked my soul broken

Yet the tenderness of a simple kiss
Is enough to make the rain become sweet
As opposed to the bone chilling
Wind the rips through my coat
And forces a shiver from my form
I will not let my past define me.