When will my love return from the war
she fights in her own heart?
When will my darling turn and see
I have been waiting patiently
for her to simply return to me
and from my side ne’er part?

When will my darling cease and desist
her spirit's self-destruction?
When will my lover place the blame
on the serpent that causes shame
to arise when she succumbs to his game
of building betwixt us obstruction?

When will my lover fight to stay
within my heart forever?
When will my beloved soulmate seize
the empty fillers meant to please
her without sacrifice, with ease,
and abandon me never?

My beloved soulmate’s will,
compared to Mine, is weak.
She cannot help it; this is just
how she was fashioned. She can trust
in my love. But my heart she must
make every effort to seek.

I missed you before you even left.
     “One day she will leave,” echoes
tirelessly throughout
      a hallway once adorned with love.
  I was too blinded those days,
even now in all truth
my own cigarette smoke covered
   the betrayal in your eyes
each time you told me,
                “I am truly, madly deeply,
                      in love with you.”
Smoke rings filled the room,
and in the haze
  of mist,
a Judas kiss.    

© Sia Jane