Solace’s Song by Jonas Hyde Eve’s satellite winks her eye, through and through, the pinhole of her child’s darkness, in point, the veil, that cloaks the nightmare woven of fear, of sorrow. The girl stands clouded, bosom pounding at the edge of the storm, the fine line where the rain falls just ‘fore her...
O’ his Life (The Final Words of Nikola Tesla) by Jonas Hyde O’ this life is now complete, yet feel no sorrow on this day, I beg you of this, for I can now finally say, that you O’ Lord I am prepared to meet. These words I scribe so as to reminisce, my...
Consume by Jonas Hyde I bestir to her essence, burned within my psyche, whilst longing for her touch. Darkened princess, she who consumes my thoughts, nay my soul. I strain for her, for hair of chocolate rivers, for the scent that entrances me, for the eyes that pierce my depths. Her voice gives me...
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