Dragons Touch the Sky: A Poem to Cynder from Spyro
Wings of change guided me to you in the seasonal air
Fangs of your love bit my heart
I adored your serene sapphire stare
And your ebony scales that glowed like a canvas of art.
No matter the amount of pain you delivered,
I yearned for your heart which never quivered.
Dragons touch the sky
To feel the thrill of octane flight.
I always remembered our first heated fight
Your appearance was so fly
And I focused on you as if I was high
On your seductive sent
Hoping our relationship was never spent.
Dragons touch the sky
To relish the freedom of flying
Not on the ground ever crying
Knowing you were the Cynder of my eye.
Dragons touch the sky
To dance with their winged mates
Merging together, sharing fates
I want to be your loving metal tie.
Dragons touch the sky