More Precious Than Gold

An intriguing twist on a fairy tale.

Her hair is pure as midnight,  Her lips are soft as rose. Her eyes they shine like diamonds, And like the stars she glows. Me, I am the dragon, Curled around her tower. I protect my Sleeping Beauty, Every midnight hour. Knights may try to take her, But they don't see she's mine. I'll devour them before they realize, And each one tastes devine. I whisper in her ear, With my breath of fire. She loves that I adore her, She revels in the fear I inspire. Much different from the tales of old, Our love it shouldn't be. But as long as I'm a dragon, Sleeping Beauty belongs to me.