Mama, I am all tenderness for you, I am oceans full of it I am three countries away from my heart which has you in it, which is made up of us and me and you and our struggle and your saltwater tears; that I love you that you will not always believe it because you are still my mother moon and I am still a growing planet and somehow we have to learn that this is not a war but another birth where I am expanding again and again and again and you are still praying that I will howl at you, that I will follow your delirious orbit through the universe but mama, I am a storm, I am a new body of water, And I will adore you through teeth, and brimstone and fury, and I will find you always, hold the soft summer of you in my open arms and say again and again that you are you and I am me and we have to be apart together.
Azra.T., βMother Moonβ (via 5000letters)
