{"sf1_id":328272,"sf2_id":"B1Q4YDMn","title":"Ode to the dragon","author":"jrakob","words":121,"posted_at":"2012-01-20T07:37:00.000Z","tags":["Dragon","Love","Obsession","Piercing","Wings"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/328272-ode-to-the-dragon","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/B1Q4YDMn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/3f/3e/3f3e441c-262f-4006-b39e-eeb06a255526","description":"#4 of Poetry","content":"#   \nThough thy teeth be sharp, and thy claws great, waste not thy strength on me,  \nfor thy beauty doth pierce mine heart worse than any wound.  \n  \nDo not waste thy breath upon me, for I burn already a passion far greater than I can bear.  \n  \nOh dragon, hold back not thine beauty from mine eyes any longer, spread thy wings for me, let me see thy grace, thy majesty, thy glory complete!  \n  \nThough thy scales turn away the sword, they can not turn away my love for thee.  \nThough thy wings block the sun, they can not block mine thoughts so bright of thee.  \nThough thy eyes stare death, I . . .only have eyes . . . for thee.\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Poetry","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/328273-your-my-toy.json"}}