The sand swirled around her bare feet and she closed her eyes
shards of lava nestled in her skin, forming a shield
indigo shells catching light as a sun sets in the reflection
the moon rises in the east as the sun blazes orange
clouds chasing one another like puffs of smoke rising from a fire
is that us my love? is the fading of a day the love you had
letting go
letting go
letting go
is that us my love? are we losing, are we losing, are we lost?

© Sia Jane

You asked me
"if you were a flower
what would you be?"
I said I'd be a red
Amaryllis
because they bleed
before they die
just as my heart
bled
for each day
you were gone.

© Sia Jane

I miss you my dove
   do  you  really?
        It's you I love
          Are  you  sure?
               Please forgive me
                  not  very  likely
                    ­  I don't know who I must be.

Why  are  my  hands  so  ******.

You can call me a lune,
cause I'm crazy enough
to play the game of love
and think I can win.