I have these moments of epiphany.
It is while I watch myself
Wake up and not kiss the soil.

The days I don’t remember
What color the sky was
Or how I treated my mother.

Each time I fly and I realize
There is nothing more breathtaking
Then seeing her from above.

Powerful, Resilient, Art, Oppressed, Female.
That is why I fall in love with the Earth,
She reminds me of all the women I’ve ever loved
That I do not deserve.

You don’t utter passionate words and send love letters,
But silence and empty responses.
And now you leave me wondering,
What little answers you have to speak.
What walls do you have up and why?
Can we talk for a while, over some coffee?
There’s just so much more to you than there seems.