The friends that I made through dragons (poem)
This poem is nothing but a metaphore of how frustrating it feels to have internet friends and having to wait for months, if not years, to meet, without stopping to be grateful for them.
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The friends that I made through dragons
are all so good, friendly and gentle
but damn! To spend time with them
I will have to wait for one
to get close to my own home
and bring me there with their wings.
And in this human-ruled world
it's awfully rare for dragons
to fly among clouds in safety
and awfully rare I meet
my dragon and human friends,
that those few times when it happens
I sink them in hugs and gifts.
A handful of days and love,
then we shall rush to return
to our mundane human lives
to not get us searched by someone
who'll find out dragons exist
and put them in big, great danger.
I'm so thankful for my dragons
to take all these risks for us
to spread some more love around,
the same love they were denied.