The fading sunlight ripples across the water’s veneer.
A magical being emerges from beneath.
Black and green scaley skin.
Amber, diamond shaped eyes.
A single deadly horn juts from its head.
Teeth like razors primed to rip me to shreds.
Yet this beast makes no move against me.
It is docile, domesticated.
Somebody’s pet.
What a twist at the end. I loved the vivid colors, and I loved the sense of relief and bewilderment that this poem left me with.