My dragon is a sun dragon.
She is made from the sun and stars.
She is celestial-white. All night
She sleeps softly on the roof, waiting for the day.
Her wings are tipped with the brightest gold.
Her tail is silvery-grey.
Her eyes are like a million blazing suns.
Her breath is like a flame that never runs out.
She only eats the liquid of suns,
The molten juice that you can only get
From the very centre of stars.
She drinks it slowly, savouring the intensity.