Wake not the queen,
for she sleeps.
Her head rests
on a wet pillow
as she roils,
rumbles, and dreams…
Weeping
from the nearby peaks,
her hand-maiden sings
a dirge,
lamenting
the pain
that wakefulness brings.
©️ 2019.
Wake not the queen,
for she sleeps.
Her head rests
on a wet pillow
as she roils,
rumbles, and dreams…
Weeping
from the nearby peaks,
her hand-maiden sings
a dirge,
lamenting
the pain
that wakefulness brings.
©️ 2019.
