I believe
she will do well
so far away

I will miss
her whines and smiles
bickers and snickers

I told her
morning and night
she can call me, anytime

I cried
for my baby sister
but not too long

so far away
she goes so far
I love her, nevertheless

the moon is your element,
underneath it you alight
with its pure lunar dew

all senses become the air and
the water as your heartbeat
sends ripples into me

i can feel that and more as fingertips
trace my reaction to it gently
upon your bare skin back

but it seems beyond my capacity to
channel the energy and lift from you
the heaviness of your thoughts

so we sit still as i let you
bathe quietly within
your element

if you happen to glance and
catch me gazing upward,
remember—

the stars, they are
                               all mine...


"As stars eclipse the Moon"
© 2008 by Seranaea Jones
all rights reserved

Before she came
I went through hell and heaven to get her here

Once she was here
I didn't notice her as much as I should've
So she went through hell and heaven to be with me

Today she left
Just left with a small, sad wave

Now I'm going through hell
For every thought of what we could've done.

you ask me
How did you get your sister to be so
deep-eyed, out-smarting, alone-
in-the-world, high-demanding, queen’s neck
You wonder how

I helped her become
a feeling heart, a keeper-upper;
a give-you-upper when
you hurt her. A think-it-over,
space-keeper, knows-your-
thoughtser, love-me-harder-
or-not-at-all.


I wonder how
I didn’t **** her.
I wonder how she
kept her head up,
didn’t **** me.
Because
to create a harder, healed heart
you must break it first.