A poem about passion being confused as anger…
Living close to the soul of the Earth
Is the reason why I stay ready to pop off.
It feels wrong, holding on to guilt,
When i’m being so natural.
But when I get upset,
I remember that I knew the risk.
You will live with me eternally and
I admit that i’ll love you that long too.
I’ve met you before in this lifetime,
So i’m sure you’ll be here again.
We’ll chill, fuck and remember.
I just don’t want to act separate,
I’m forgetful and I want to be reminded.
Peace and Love,
Katherine Elizabeth Jackson