Lady of my Dreams by Jonas Hyde Lady of my Dreams, of frail frame and soul that glistens and gleams, how I so long for thee, in a way that is not as it seems, for I need thee to live and breath. Raven’s hair, and skin so fair, how I so long for...
Renaissance by Jonas Hyde
Lament for Lady Beth
Lament for Lady Beth
Lament for Lady Beth by Jonas Hyde Once there was a man who walked this cobbled street, with quill and ink in hand, who accomplished such a magnificent feat, on a scale so wide and grand, for he was a poet true, known far across this land, as a smith of words, oft who,...
