Dragon's Den

There was no place to hide, only in my dreams,
go to bed in disgust, not everything's as it seems,
they'd be waiting for me, the dragons in a row,
when I woke up, because there was nowhere else to go.

I'd give you the answer you just wanted to here,
then you'd stop but why you started was not really clear,
I am an expert in my field, not easily put down,
and yet, all of these dragons made me feel like a clown.

Your breath was warm, how do you put out a fire,
it was doubly so, as you were an object of my desire,
however, I finally removed the flames, no ignition,
this breathless, toothless ideology, was a new condition.

Now I miss the warmth, revelation, entitlement,
I'll always be wondering where an old flame went.