Sleep Watcher by Jonas Hyde Darkened room you lie, through the veil I watch you. Breathing soft and harmonious, I count each swing of your pendulum. Warmth radiates from your soul, blanketing my own cold body. Scent and hair lay soft ‘pon thy pillow, entrap my heart this eve. You sleep whilst I weep,...
Classical Narrative Poetry and Episodic Storytelling
Follow J/H!