Mouth like a sailor
That can cut like a viper
Heart of gold
Surrounded by walls of stone
She can be your greatest love
Or the one you wish never to meet
It all depends
On how you react
Caring touch
Fingers of fire
A lovely dragon
Who does not fear a humans words
Alone at times
But allows some into her den
Few can walk away with parts of the hoard
But those that steal
Soon return what was taken
Few fight the dragon
But the scars on her wings
Show the battles she fought
And though she didn't win them all
She still walks with grace
But all know the one rule of her kind
Never betray the dragon
For a dragon remembers
And humans always taste good when bathed in fire