Sea lordia and her Dragon

She lived in a dark wood
a sacred spring, sprite
who befriended a dragon
who heats her at night
pieces of paper screwed up
and made wet
and dried in the great hearth
where ashes are set
she’s a mermaid of sorts
but has wings and can fly
oft with her dragon
she’s there in the sky
from the freshest of water
that pours from the hills
she wears E T leggings
and constantly thrills
sometimes she represents
serpents for she
has the power to resemble
the power so to be
anything, everything, on the wing too
producing great heat
out of, any flu
which sails into the sky
on great thermals of thought
just as I flew by
I was picked up and caught
I was drawn down her chimney
sucked into her fire
but I didn’t burn
for what is my desire
was enveloped and tossed creating
a form,
Melusia serpent whose fine wings
did warm,
did fan and create
such an aura of calm
and that smile saving me
from all possible harm
she wore a fine purple
the dust from some flower
that reflected the moon
and created a shower
of beams that attracted me
a real lost boy
in her aura forever
and sharing her joy