Take My Hand by Jonas Hyde Take my hand, my love, my dear, and cry not this eve. For through the fog, I will take you, take you by your hand, and through the darkness lead. The sun may set, but light shall e’er shine, the beacon of our love, … Continue reading
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 … Continue reading
