SciFi and Fantasy Stories: Nightdance

Moonlight spills across the waves like whitened blood of ghosts
And silver sand beach, hugged by waves, is lost along the coast.
Silent dreams the foam has crushed and tide has washed away
The ocean spanning half the world; a deep, reflective stage.
The silky whisper in the breeze of wings too large to be
Creatures glide like graceful clouds above the midnight sea.
The ebon bodies part the air in an ethereal trance
Here it is the dragons come; the dragons come to dance.

Wave spray leaps into the air, white phosphorus its gift
Offered to the giant beasts who ride the currents' lift.
Smooth scales gleam like liquid light on muscles sleek, uncurled
Starlight shines in ancient eyes - the wisdom of the world.
The nightdrakes drift across the moon, like shards of fallen sky
Worshipping the gods and stars upon the endless high.
The lithe reptillians circle like some eerie dark romance
Here it is the dragons come; the dragons come to dance.

Night's exquisite children glide on silent seranade
The ocean's song is all they hear and all they've ever made.
Twisting, weaving, soaring in the soft and lonely light
'Till just the breeze and memories left fading in the night.
The mystic, sunless creatures know the joy of being free
They are everything we want to be and wish we could believe.
Like shadows in the dusky mist, a trick of fate or chance
Here it is the dragons came; the dragons came to dance.