Literature
The dracophile
I spent a huge amount of time
reading fantastic books
where great, magnificent creatures
soar up into the blue sky,
scaled,
big,
beautiful.
My mind felt deep
into those stories
and suddenly I was with them,
they were greeting me,
they were inviting me,
I accepted their proposal,
and I flew with them.
Some are gentle,
some are cruel,
some help people,
some live lonely;
so much about them waited to be discovered,
that slowly and inexorabily,
I fell in love with their race.
When I then came back
to what I call home,
I went out and wandered long,
in search of some traces,
in search of them.
I desired to see with my real eyes
their majestic wings
