Watch her sleep,
Cushioned in love, fluff and a purple velvet blanket.
Gold linen curtains and an ivory canopy, filtering the room of nightmares, aiding her sacred slumber.
The Emperor’s daughter , sorrowful princess, velvet-clad.
Beautiful as the sun, she was dawn’s glory yet birthed hell’s fire.
Embrace her paradoxical charms, for she thrived on nothing but unpredictability.
Watch her sleep, watch over the royal child, with bated breath she will rise and when that happens…
Help her calm her demons and welcome the morn.