feministpoetry – Too Far From the Sun

Earth

in the drought she waters in the cold she warms she is soft like spring sun she is life, tucked away compact

if you're going to love me you need to understand that I love me, and I love me too much to watch myself suffer.

when you hurt I will carry your pain if it's too heavy for you alone.

will you love the parts of me that I find hard to love? I want you to be mesmerized by my strength, dazzled by my mind, hypnotized by my movement

...keep your neck long to gaze at the stars
and your fingertips coated from trying to reach them.