Sleeping Curse

Like ice to the touch

Blanket of winter snow 

A hardened stone

That no tears may move

Pale blue reflection

Of the twilit sky

Frostbitten Touch

Of thy lips to mine

Warmth of my heart

Forgotten to yours

If only mine warmth

‘Twas yours to steal

Written by Nathaniel Holloway

Inspiration for the Poem:

Sleeping curses are common in fairytales and folklore, but rare to read or watch a story wherein "true love's kiss" does not work. The narrator of this poem is one unfortunate soul who loved a fair maiden, cursed to eternal slumber, whose love remained unreciprocated, and the fair maiden remained asleep.