Dark Gift II

do you hear me inside?
does my whisper carry itself
to the deeper folds of your brain?
the place where memory
and fantasy lay in bed
content together…an easy sigh
where did this connection come from?
out of the blue black beyond
the ether that connects us
the shining darkness within
lit by the fire in our eyes
deeply the scent of your power draws me
close, moth to the flame
only I am no moth
I am the dragon’s daughter
draw me closer and behold my fire
I shall melt thy ice within.