Yes, you with skin like night.
you never learnt to love,
At what point will you stop worshipping day and start hanging your constellations?
When will you start embodying your name?
I have started calling you Judas,
You have given me that untrue kiss so many times.
Do you know I know?
Did your heart not beat when last I saw you?
Did you not see the sparkle go from my eyes?
Did you not notice the way I loosely held you?
Because I have started letting go.
I know you have counted the days since my heart reached out,
I have counted them too but they are not yet enough,
to create the distance I desire.
Even when sitting next to you, I want planets in-between
So then the weapons you have formed against me will be swallowed by the black hole.
There have been only a few poets whom I deeply resonate with, kindred spirits I call them and Cathrine Chidawanyika is one. She is a reader and creator of awesome universes at catkai.wordpress.com
Credit: MARSHALL ISLANDS. Total solar eclipse. 2009.