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Sia Jane  Apr 2015
Centaurus
Sia Jane Apr 2015
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
Tryst  Jul 2018
The Virgin Moon
Tryst Jul 2018
And like a bride when all the guests had flown –
Unto her Quarter Master, veil upraised
And corsage strewn atop her lily gown,
The ****** MOON stood humble and unphased

A boon of SUN's light nestled in her tresses,
And HEAVEN's gift, bright star-born chandeliers –
COUTURIER, The Wind, bestowed caresses –
CENTAURUS brought an honour guard of spears

The MOON, her dimples pale, her mood unblemished,
Fell silent as a petal on a flower –
Her slender frame looked ever the more diminished
And wanton as she lay upon her bower

She watched the constellations rearranging
To mark this passing day across the skies,
And full aware that things were ever changing
The MOON laid down her guard and closed her eyes.
Raymond Lucifer Apr 2016
Spring break of roses, lilies, acorns, and unfortunate allergies
A fortnight to spend
Choosing our stars in the
unknown colored sky
You show me Orion, Centaurus, Canis, Crux
Only become brighter when
the days are longer nights are shorter
Summer months of hot sun, cool water, sticky lemonade
You show me water gun fights and barbeques
Poolside lounges,
I see your body
Not ******
Just mystical
Mystified
On how God could give us such a creature
that is so beautiful
Your hair, your eyes, your hands
as they hold mine
Dizzy but not confused
Given but not taken
Your fingers clutch harder
As the winds get frenzied, colder
The trees are now an array of colors
Too gorgeous to describe in words
The leaves fall and spin and twirl
You show me how they dance for us
You show me laughter in piles of leaves
You show me thankfulness in pumpkin pie and burnt bird
That gluttony is okay as long as it's your food
your food of corn and chocolate cake and bread
We go outside to accidentally sleep
Under our stars
but I remember
Your smile that was lit up by the starlight
Then it turned to the winter months
Where it is lit up by the shine of sun on snow
And we stay inside for the fire
and the chocolate calendars, for the presents, for the family
We go outside for the snow, the playtime, the giggles and the laughs
The red noses and the flushing cheeks
We stay outside to find our stars -
- gone
but not forgotten
You tell me they'll return and with it, you steal -
- one kiss
You show me love that I now can't deny
So I clutch your hand and tighten my grasp
So I know you won't let go
And when it turns to spring
So close now
I know
That I can tug you outside
While we're laughing at each other
And I can drag you to the grass
And point up and say
"Look, they came back."
And you'll say
"They never left."
somethine i wrote for someone. first poem - yayyy!
Bish Sinha Aug 2020
I don’t know about Scutum-Centaurus
And I don’t know about Perseus.
I don’t know about Norma
And I don’t know about Sagittarius.

But in the Milky Way’s Orion-Cygnus
I’ve looked at every single being.
Among them all in their cosmic realms
My Galactrix, you are the sweetest thing!
These are the major spiral arms of our galaxy, The Milky Way.

— The End —