Screaming Back of the Dragon
The heart ripples down
Purple upon the molten highway
Adventures lay beyond
This ever consuming river
Its mouth opens wide
Pure ivory white glowing before
The eternal pits of hell-lands beyond
When will they learn
She only smiles in times of distress
Her heart lay broken upon the ground
Blackened and trod upon
But the blackness was her own
Not the road grime
Of the men who walked all over her
Its a sudden shift
The purple haze leaves
Magic and mystery have left
Left both the roads of travel
And the traveler herself