An affair with a dragon

I saw his words come out of his mouth
Like a dragon
I saw the flames licking at the bed
It was late, I had not gotten up and he was angry
tired of the games
If he could finish quicker…
My words cut into the heart of the matter
“What is your point?” I asked coldly

“My point is…” he continues, angrier
The words flamed red and burned
Seared your skin with nothing left
Reminder, I am a guest in this house
My words fluttered high in anger
Reverberating his pitch
Reminder, I am a guest
I have to bow even in my anger
The heat licked up my tears
Leaving none

I wondered in the aftermath
Inside this elegant house
Warm oriental furniture
A dragon sleeps
I never know when it will wake up
Where the line crosses
But I am in love with him