Match the sleep up to the fire,
Words alight in bareface glow.
Take your knees and hold them tight,
Tonight's the night that Dragons fight.
By the river lives are woven;
Fabric soft and hugs the skin.
As the shadows dance about,
Throw their arms and scream and shout.
Froth at the shore - take care!
Who'll hold you back from the tale?
Don't lose any grief.
Each story's a thief.
Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 5:49 PM UTC
Match the sleep up to the fire,
Words alight in bareface glow.
Take your knees and hold them tight,
Tonight's the night that Dragons fight.
By the river lives are woven;
Fabric soft and hugs the skin.
As the shadows dance about,
Throw their arms and scream and shout.
Froth at the shore - take care!
Who'll hold you back from the tale?
Don't lose any grief.
Each story's a thief.
