Hold your tongue for now

There's a roar in my throat
dawning like a dragon
on a hot summer afternoon.
It threatens to take over my oath
of never speaken out of turn,
of biting my tongue rather than let it loose.

I have an inkling
to let it do as it please
but my love is chains,
holding my forbidden spells of courage
and I will swallow this rupture for now
since that is what young girls like me
are allowed to do.

But this skin
won't hold for long
and these eyelashes won't hide my flame
for an eternity as black as the dawn
on mountains high and proud.
So this is your one and only fair warning
before I will take back
what is rightfully mine.

I am here
and soon I will be done feeling fear
and I assure you
when I am you will not be.