A Distant Lover Poem by Isabella Mugisa

I look from an earthly seat and watch trees bend and break
To see a smile; a smirk escape the lips of a crescent moon
That grins with sarcasm and pride
So then—
I will not wait for these angels to decide that they can fly
Or soar above clouds of thoughts inside my mind
That set fire to rational thought and rain upon hearts
Bringing tears to eyes
No—to crawl into the cave of comfort that so sweetly speaks my name
Only to come to the realisation that too soon that moment fades away
Leaving void where a heart should rightfully be
While chests swell and burst in pride and vanity
No—I will not sit outside watching the skies
Awaiting in solitude a twilight
When dark clouds gather where the sun once set
Though my fingertips might bleed
From picking roses among thorns
I soon find that one that stands the test of time
Whose presence soothes my soul...