Sian writes poetry sometimes. This is a sonnet Sian wrote for her lover, Columbine. The scene is the garden on the roof of Sian's home.
You would not speak to me directly. You
Had made your face an actor's mask, immobile.
Your lips now black like velvet, painted to
Affect a hollow chinadoll's half-smile;
Your skin and eyes retextured, white like teeth.
You - Lavender in Monochrome - spent hours,
Distracted, sweetly cursing me beneath
My grove of alien trees and gleaming flowers,
Still unresolved but not restrained in love,
A second death between not-mine and mine.
If lagging still, you moved just fast enough
To be the avatar of Columbine
Whose bitter jests could crash us both forever.
I wanted you, my fetish, more than ever.
Sian is wearing:
Boots: [Leezu!] Courtisane Esprit de Sable Old White L$450
Pants: [Leezu!] Britpants Silver L$320
Corset: [Leezu!] Lea Vivendi Pants L$190
Bracelets: [Leezu!] India Bracelets (modified) L$0
Body Tattoos: [AVM] TCC1-11 Sleeve Tattoo L$129
Pasties: From [Graves] G222 Crossfire White
Eyes: [A:S:S Vision] Darkness in Your Eyes - Cinnamon L$50
Columbine is wearing:
Outift: [Caverna Obscura] Arlecchina L$599
Skin: [Nuuna's Skins] Playing Card Skins L$300
Makeup: [Nuuna's Skins] Tattoo Eyebrows L$300
Lashes: [Catwa] 3D NoAlpha Lashes #2 L$100
Eyes: [A:S:S Vision] Soultrap Eyes L$50