The Sleeping Curse

She sleeps in the darkness, pale skin draped in red. He cries, lies beside her, a spectre shares her bed. Walls they may fall around her, seas share his roar, still she’d sleep silent, stranded on slumber’s shore. He holds her hand, feels flaccid fingers frail within. Does she know he’s here, take warmth from … More The Sleeping Curse


Your big beautiful eyes are blue in more ways than one, mine miss them so now that they’re gone. I wish I could send some salvation to you. My lap whispers “Why wouldn’t she stay?”, it shan’t sit right with it today, yet still sounds sure it’s very glad it knew you. My lips still … More Unrequited