I remember our first kiss,
and I solemnly swear
that I could feel how much bravery
he has slept on, for him to kiss me.
That mouth of his knew what danger devoured.
I am a dragon of a woman,
born wrapped through flames of ardour.
our first kiss,
it felt like an adventure written
by some famous writer,
and oh my,
his lips carry untold stories,
and pretty fantasies.
Bouche d'un Dragon by Royla Asghar