Serpent of Flame, Mirrors of Fear

LOOK AT ME!

I am as gentle as a bee.

A dragon of the haunting night,

Without my masterful knight.

Icy winds cast chains around all who venture outside,

Freezing their ass on a silly autumn hayride.

Who doth dare to come near?

Is it you?

The one who looks ready to bolt with a BOO?

Come closer, my pet

Really, I am no threat.

See my Jack-o- lantern glowing so bright?

I promise you, I won’t bite.

You have nothing to fear.

Unless …..

You have something to hide

So dark and sinister, you are ready to cry.

‘Tis not me who births that fear;

It’s something you have done, my dear.

Ahh, now who wears a sneer?

Can’t handle the fact we are more like peers?

Some advice from this deadly serpent of Flame;

Face your demons, and stop carrying your shame.