the meaningless man leaves no footprints entering the town,
not one person looks at him with even a frown,
entering the bar to ask for a drink,
poured quickly to avoid the bartender to think,
sipping slowly observing the people talking,
his eyes dart around the room stalking,
his face turning from blank to desire,
his heart pumps more blood at the moment from inspire,
approaching a person seen across the other side,
being bumped by another an inevitable collide,
swearing from a group of people with sudden stare,
everyone in the room now focused with care,
they think about him with assumptions about his intention,
but no one speaks to another to mention,
leaving the room quickly back out into the street,
now leaving an imprint in the mud by his now noticed feet.

white dragon of wind hovers to perch on the hill, his wind powered wings fold along with his frill, the flames streak across the sky in a trail, propelled by the force of his long burning tail, the wind dragon looks to him grinning with eyes squinting blue, watching the pattern for the dreamon as he flew, building up and firing a burst of air, the dreamon spins avoiding being hit with correcting to prepare, bursting another powered wind blast, then a few more hitting the dreamon at last,
spinning and falling out of the sky he swoops back,
then getting closer to be able to attack,
shooting a fireball from his mouth quick,
the wind dragon shoots back exploding it in the air thick,
flying through the cloud disturbing its natural flow,
the dreamon hits hard with a critical blow,
knocking the wind dragon off the perch to fall,
then he tries to fly being hit into the wall,
the dreamon clamps in his long sharp claws deep,
choking the wind dragon to put him to sleep,
pulling and hitting letting go as they both flap,
the dreamon whips the wind dragon not seeing the trap,
as the fire dragon is in wait,
jumping up hitting the dreamon straight,
knocking him down to hit sliding on the grass,
the fire dragon swoops in building up his gas,
the dreamon opens his eyes using his tail to push out of the way,
as the fire dragon burns the area with a heated spray,
leaping from a rock using his tail like a spring,
punching the fire dragon leaving a sore that will sting,
the wind dragon flies in fast bring flipped into the other hard,
with the dreamon watching them both with his glowing forehead crystal shard.

evening out in this darkness is your light,
turning the black from cold to a warm day from night,
clouds used to threaten storms with lightning flash,
with the crackling echo of thunder making sounds that crash,
never disturbing the natural order of life's way,
as your sun shines down to bring brightness in my day

saying my name as you sit adorable in your chair,
the swirls of strands mixed to make beautiful hair,
reaching a hand towards the side of the face,
allowing myself to come closer to your space,
touching with the fingertip so tenderly light,
the closing of eyes to a feeling of flight,
taking your soul from inside to out,
to move freely through the air about,
we fly together creating anything in our imagination can make,
when finishing in this wonderful spiritual way to take,
bringing you back to fall back inside,
forever i will take you for this magical ride

the song flows like a river in through the ears to the mind,
sparking a memory of a time forgotten to remind,
the beat of the drums race my heart to match,
as the bubbles float by in treasures to catch,
holding delicately between two curved hands,
looking down deep inside to more understands,
locked previous times hidden from memories to view,
at this moment again all i can think of is you.

the sight of her ignites his still cold blood,
streams of brown and black hair like cake of mud,
the blink of her eyes in slow motion,
the full attention of his focus in devotion,
a want in his eyes she captures across a table,
the focus obstructed by a bottle with a label,
moving around to look to find she is gone,
a moment to know her from a purpose he was born,
searching with his eyes in the crowd,
she is gone as vanished into a cloud.

castle of darkness clouded by the mist,
as the lost person heads towards unable to resist,
walking up to the black gates with locks broken,
hearing voices but no words spoken,
coming to a door looking unused in quite some time,
knocking lightly at first as if guilty of a trespassing crime,
nothing heard as movement on the other side,
the voices stop with a slow whispered divide,
the door is heard unlatching with an open slight,
a hand reaches out pale to almost white,
holding a pile of coins in a row,
turning the wrist as they pour down slow,
then the person turning around to get some change,
the pale hand clicks the fingers being strange,
holding out flat to show the palm out flat,
the person places a box over so it evenly sat,
taking it inside hearing sounds of voices again,
the pizza delivery guy leaves them very uncertain.

your so sweet and caring,
a delicate flower preparing,
for a brighter light to shine,
blooming you to show a colourful design,
with purples and blue,
inspiring too,
reds and yellows,
causing calming mellows,
all this stemming from the garden bed,
then this is where more is spread,
flower absorbs the rays of light,
then closes up for the night,
sleep delicate flower to open again when we see,
to feed a bird or maybe a bee.

the broken ice falls to splash deep,
for over this liquid the woken ripples were asleep,
melting slowly the clear frozen water begins to melt,
as from the cold on the fingertips felt,
feelings of it pouring down as it slides over the top,
entering with a gulp causing the muscles to flop,
the alcoholic tastes are masked by the cold,
after a few of these comes the words of the best story ever told.

the crouching animal bites the food in desperation,
his thin pale skin sweats with perspiration,
swallowing gulps of flesh,
still wiggles with nerves so fresh,
blood stains his fingers and lips,
while his lungs pulse down to his hips,
putting all his strength left in eating,
while his body temperature is heating,
more he has even when full,
beginning to feel his insides pull,
leaning back holding in from spew,
his victim being his brother he knew.