My cousin was a raindrop
falling from the sky
She didn't know her
destiny was to
be born
to drop
to die

Her mother was a bullet of hail
born into a storm
She didn't know her
destiny was to
be cold
to punish
to harm

There is a light in my eyes
that comes shining through
when I experience the gratefulness that comes from loving you

when light and shadow share your face, justice bleeds all colors
when you smile the sun beneath my skin cracks a pomegranate
red garnet comes to life.
this tango of lights ripens  my  heart as a fig,
crowded with seasons ,
on your fingers I counted my absence and my presence
  when i think of you. ,you are the tribes in my voice
every mom like every city has her unique smell and yours is the smell of life, Mom

The freedom I felt after he left
made me love,

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