Welcome to the Realm of Sleep
Where a blissful lonesome waits for thee
Thy former existence from whence thou fell
Has bid thee here, forever dwell.
Thine soiled flesh, mine aura cleanse
And to thine cell, mine will doth send.
Caught within these eyes of gold
Thy limp frame, by mine breast I hold
I prepare thy soul to eternally stay
Cradled, thou lookest on mine face.
Under starlight mine red locks gleam,
In whisper I bid thee sweetest dreams.
Beneath this cosmic sea I lay
Thy spirit within a grassy cave.
Until infinity passes by
In the Realm of Sleep thou now reside.
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This is dark, for you.
I can respect it.
Great piece of writing, my friend!
Thank you Jerome!
love it! 🍂
Thanks!