[b]the dragon lovers[/b]

I

sometimes the best place to spend a Saturday night
is at home
sitting in front of the computer
watching you paint

sometimes it's just you and me
chatting about our surgeries
and how we're recovering
and what our spouses are doing
and what mischief your kids have gotten into
and how much you love them

by 10 or 11, the gang's all here
and we laugh and we talk
about our jobs and our classes
and the music that's playing
and the movies we've watched
and tea and headaches and chickens
and what constitutes cultural appropriation
versus honest spiritual exploration

"PRESENTATION!", we yell
as guns n' roses plays
welcome to the jungle
and everyone else wonders what the hell we're talking about
(they should have been here earlier)

sometimes Frai stands behind me
and reads along and we laugh together
sometimes she sits in the other room
painting her own work of art

and as you're working, sometimes you chirp
just like a gryphon
so adorable
I don't care how old we are


II

and the weeks go by and the months go by
and still we spend the occasional evening here
chatting and watching you paint

the dragon lovers
up on the canvas in oils
female and male
red and white
staring into each other's eyes
unaware of the portent
of the lightning-soaked, purple storm clouds
thundering behind them

it was a classic story
boy dragon meets girl dragon
they fall in love
and decide to spend the rest of their lives
together

and so he commissioned this painting
to commemorate their love
only now
it's a memorial

oh, she is still alive
her love, not so much
it burned hot like fire
then cooled quickly to ash
and blew away


III

and the weeks go by and the months go by
and still you work intently
as we keep you company
and you paint light on dark
stroke by stroke
glaze by glaze
your masterpiece

and though they may have long ago parted
through your skilled hands
and utter dedication
(no matter how many times you say you're sick of looking at it)
their love lives on

the dragon lovers join us each night
as we talk of our own lives
and our own loves

and as you paint the final highlights
still the embers glow into the night...

(©2011 Cassander)

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