Rift Roof Dragon

Grant Hope #156

Sometimes when fertile fog starts to lift in early morning
the horizon’s pastels float smudged in the smog

There’s a girl with black and purple hair
who likes to climb the stairs to the roof of her apartment building
looking over the cityscape lit with window stars
some blinking from afar

There a scaly reptile
with wings and warm breath who huddles beside her
looking out into the obscured abyss shrouding its home
the horizon between worlds that lets it visit this girl’s home

What they both think about in morning’s rise nobody knows
perhaps a future where worlds collide

Their pact is a secret
they never grow scared of one another
animal to human
human to animal
an ancient bond is what they have
some sort of innate understanding
they observe one another then move on with the drying of the mist

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