Disclaimer: These characters are not mine; I just love the movie!

This poem is about the feelings Hannibal has when he watches Clarice sleeping.

Sleeping Fire

As I watch you,
Lying there,
A portrait of tranquillity,
Flamed hair spread,
Like a roaring sunset,
You are my,
Sleeping Fire.

Your eyes flicker,
Softly sighing,
But never a moment,
Never a stir,
For you always will be,
My Sleeping Fire.