The Dragon Lady
Seemed as hard as the scales
That enveloped her.
Fire and smoke
Seemed eternal from her,
Waiting to slaughter
Those who needed
To partake of her wisdom.
We all thought her
Unwilling to share
Hoarding the pearls
From our grasp.
But we saw not
The crystal heart,
And refused to
Hear it beating.
Until she cried
A tear of silver
Full of love
That freed us from hate.

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