In realms where shadows softly dance,
Beneath the moon’s ethereal glance,
Dragons weave through starry dreams,
With wings of fire and silver beams.

Their roars echo through the night,
As flames paint skies with vibrant light,
Guardians of secrets, old and wise,
In their gaze, ancient magic lies.

Mountains bow to their mighty flight,
As they vanish into the twilight,
Mysteries held in their gentle breath,
In every legend of life and death.

Oh, dragons of the endless sky,
In your realm, we long to fly,
To touch the clouds and ride the breeze,
Where dreams and wonder never cease.