Blackbird ***** working saga title

Balcony shutters flung wide,
Awakening to a city of dreams.
Mist stirs on the river below,
Noise muted, shapes floating by.
In the distance, breaking through clouds,
The dragon fills the sky
It darkens, like twilight,
Power gathering, growing.
Those awake pause, shiver,
Those still sleeping, stir,
Uneasy in their sleep.
Something is coming
The time for dreams has passed,
And she is waiting,
Waiting for what she has wished for,
The rider is coming, for her.

Floating over the dream city, I shiver,
As I sense the pull of something below.
The skin on my bare torso puckers,
And a hunger rises, unbidden, overwhelming.
Knees gripping the scaled beast beneath,
Holding tight, banking over the river,
Through swirling mist, I see her,
She who awakened me, watching me, waiting,
With a sudden turn we dive,
Determined to investigate,
To ****** the Dream-mancer.
On drawing ever closer,
I sense her energy, spiralling upwards,
Searching me out, so strong,
And I must have her.

Here he comes, Oh! Here he comes,
I cannot be denied, he cannot resist,
I step to the balcony, breath quickens,
Heart pounds, and I see them,
Sudden terror fills my heart, I have wished for this,
But I did not know my own hearts longings,
And I am afraid of the power of the beast