I sit in a wooden chair 
Fiddling with the corners
Of a turning book

The book is called
The eyes of a dragon
Complex characters 
Fantasy layers 
A multi-faceted tea

A black girl caught my attention 
On the screen of my console.
A girl who knows the heart of the dragons

I once read many books 
About a dragon's holy mother
Where was she
When all the dragons were slain?

Between the black and green 
The black dragon sits
On a mystic silver throne

Its spirit lives on through
The little cup on my desk

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