Dragon under the stars,
coiled by the lakeside,
in frozen lands forsaken by the fire,
breathing very rasping shallow breath with difficulty.
In those moments he fell in love with the Rabbit in the moon,
an unachievable link with the rest of the world,
and so he would try
to fly
and fail
on reptilian wings of wax
the cold air condensing on his chilled body,
scaling new ever-thinner heights
and then closing his eyes mid-air.