Red Dragon
A red dragon sounds the salty deep
No sunlight ever reaches.
It scarcely knows I cling to
Its hissing scales
As we ride the tides below—
chaotic cross currents
And we surface opalescent
in amphibious light.
The reptile coils then unfurls great wings
Twists in double helixes
Oh how the dragon sails.
Membrane wings beating
As my salty skin dries I see
Deep blue and white
Earth an apple below
Desirable beyond belief.
Ron
Love ya!
Jane