A moonlit dance beneathe constellations
      not Taurus or Gemini, Delphinus or Orion
                 but stars we named together
                   linking lines from star to star
       hands pointing in air so cold
a tear falls and
                           another
  leaving a roadmap on my cheeks
            that you
                            chase
                           ­            chase
                                                  chase
   ­         lifting the palm of your hand
                 so cold to the touch I shiver
            feeling the beauty of my tears
         that glisten like Venus in the midnight sky
             of this cold Parisian night
  you smile in jest and
     I misplace the space
  between you and I and that sky
  whispering "do you love me?"
    how could I resist the beauty of
                 our second to last kiss.

© Sia Jane

I had an angel and devil on my shoulder
They'd whisper to me things to follow
The devil sounded pretty hollow
Knowing the path that I would follow
The angel, however, smiled with delight
And told me I was choosing right
That angel and devil on my shoulder


The angel and devil now are one
And as for me, I'm having fun
Sometimes I'm happy, sometimes I'm sad
But every day I'm glad
That my angel and devil now are one
What happened to them, you may ask
They don't really have a task
Well not one that you can see
For they are both me

Graphite poisoning
stains my fingers
my skull is left cracked.

Paint is evidence
that my hands are creating
storing my soul out there

you need to play life
not the other way around
take back the garden

sleep is not sleep when
your brain never rests during
your unconsciousness.

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