A song about the heart that needs to rest, riddled in humanness.
I am not an angry woman
--though I am learning that it's okay
for my demeanor to be like the way
that rain touches pavement;
gentle enough to saturate and
powerful enough to change the way
the earth feels beneath your skin--
but I said no to you ten times
and you only heard me once.
you are no one's faded mem'ry.
you are fire tucked inside of the earth,
how can your skin hold
so much sun
and still withstand being
drenched in rain?
how are you not made from rainbow?