Disclaimer : I do not own Fairy Tail. Only the great Hiro Mashima does. (A tear slides out of my eye)
Draconion Instincts
Dragons are kind.
Dragons are sweet.
Dragons look for something good to eat.
Dragons have fancies.
Dragons have golden hoards.
Is this just because they simply are bored?
Dragons live for only one,
And only one is their chance.
For a dragon, only one can truly be romanced.
However, dragons are blind.
Dragons are deaf.
Their mate can only be sought through their breath.
The air they breathe.
The scent they inhale.
Their noses can tell if they are male or female.
Whatever gender their mate is to be,
Their mate is their true love's key.
A/N: Please read and review and check out my profile. This poem is supposed to be a precursor to a dragon's mate story. If anyone likes the idea, I will try to finalize the plot. Also if you like poems like these, I can do requests.(I think?) This is my first published fanfic and I'm prepared to hear feedback and criticism. Also if anyone has requests for fairy tail one shots, I will try to make one. (Not guaranteed though) Also the poems will slowly become more specific.
With spirit through flames.(my way of saying goodbye)