Jane Z Biography

Cloaked in moonlight,
Wrapped in wind.
Silently strolling down the midnights beach,
There's no need to talk,
...

The ache to hear you,
The pain to hold you,
The want to touch you.
The tears to see you,
...

...

Late at night,
When the sky is still bright,
A flicker of flame burns within my heart.
A flame long forgotten,
...

There's that bitter smile,
percieving onlookers,
A full heart
continuingly gives
...