[Rhyminsimon]

So here I sit,
Feeling, not very cool
I went out on a limb
And danced like a fool

The limb is breaking
I think I hear the sound
I have an uneasy feeling
Looking down at the ground

Maybe it is now I shoud
extricate my self with care
Bid your thread good bye
And get out of your hair

But wait! Then you write such words
Painting velvet pictures in my head
I cannot yet tear myself away
From this Dragon’s Lair thread

[Soaring Feather]

So stay a while and write
of your flight
nar be fearful of the lair
or the silver hair
and stay in the tree
if it pleases thee
or skip down to me
on the ground
readying up the dragon fly
for night

If you sit on the limb
I will guide him
to swoop you up
here with me
sitting high and sitting free
just my dragon fly and me

Truth be told for centuries
about gossamer webs
and things in
sparkling space
and placing diamonds
on my face
leaving this plane
for one where I can
become one
with my special dear

bentfeather