Its eyes are the colour of danger

they glisten in the sunlight,

like a Phoenix: proud and Precious.

Its dark scarlet tail has

the crisp crunch of autumn leaves

as it carefully curls up like a

crowd pleasing Catherine wheel.

Ruby red scales are bumpy and rough

they are hot when you touch them

and are the colour of summertime.

Wings beating fast and furiously

like a steady piano metronome

as the dragon soars through the sky

like a sizzling hot sparkler.

Its claws are as sharp as sharks teeth

digging into my skin like a fast fizzing

firework or the bang of a log burning on

bonfire.

Its teeth are as pointed as an axe

they carelessly tear apart

their unfortunate prey as it stomps

through the sandy stardust floor.