In Her Orbit

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“I have survived too much to go quietly.
Let a meteor take me.
Call the thunder for back up.
My death will be grand.
The land will crack,
the sun will eat itself…

-the day I leave.” – Rupi Kuar.
Creating stardust with ink since 2005. IG: @EchoesOf.Venus

  • Your Home

    My body is my home
    Where my mind is free to run rampant
    Dwelling vigorously,
    my eternal soul
    There are sturdy limbs that carry
    down to the halls of my fingertips
    Windows in the shape of eyes
    If you look inside,
    can you see the castle I have built?
    I had to learn how to love myself first
    before I could continue to give
    Constantly in renovation
    of new ways to take care
    so that I am never too empty, too unkempt
    too depleted, or dependent
    I will never be homeless

    — Take care of your home.


    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • If I wanted to
    I know how I can stop the whole world
    Separating myself out-of-body
    Just to become one with your every word
    My own bottomless ocean of feelings…
    feeling you entirely
    With such unfathomable intensity
    Caressing you without a single touch
    I can come to you vacant
    but still very much whole
    so I can offer you a place to get away
    And gentle reminders that keep you sane
    A forbidden territory for us deeply felt kind
    I find comfort in knowing that you are not alone
    And not letting you forget about your soul

    If I wanted to…..

    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • A Love Language

    It’s easy for one to hookup under the moon,
    But I want you in the morning
    and late afternoons.
    When the sun has finished stretching
    and maybe some coffee too.
    Breakfast on me,
    lunch on you?

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • Apology Not Accepted

    You tell me you’re sorry?
    Explain this to me..
    How exactly was this supposed to go for you?
    What made you think this was something that I would need?
    I was another version of me back then
    who would believe in your take of redemption
    You cannot possibly think that I am the same person
    I just do not know how to let you back in
    Your head must be full of delusions,
    because the happy memories were plenty
    but the bad ones were just became too many
    with no new beginnings or conclusions
    Such a stupid conundrum
    You see, I was never dumb
    and I am also not nice anymore
    You’ve had all these years to think about what you did to me,
    and now your heart has grown sore
    In this bottomless pit of how much I don’t care anymore
    You were nothing but a coward all along
    Your kind words were criminal
    Even now when you apologize, you somehow make it all about yourself
    It was all so wrong

    You are a part of the ones who made me this way.

    Copyright 2022 Valerie Sanchez

  • Get Used To It

    I wasn’t used to this
    Long warm embraces
    and deep wild eye stares
    The kind that lets you know
    there is so much more in store for you
    It’s hard to have doubt
    To be afraid
    When your arms are just wide enough
    To cover me, take me away
    It takes a lot to reverse the doubt I have in men
    You always prove me wrong
    time and time again
    You were the first one to not make any sense
    The only one who is not like the rest

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • Water Me

    Seeds
    planted 
    Projected to be the strongest of trees
    I can finally take in all of the sunbeams
    My roots, now enchanted 
    so I set fire to all the weeds 
    Repelling any harm and unforeseen 
    All of this because you see me 
    even with eyes closed 
    Branches crossed, heart on my leaves
    You call me beautiful 
    and push me to grow
    I guess I’ve just been all exposed 
    Love overflowing like a filled watering can
    You really are one hell of a man

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • Is that a Bird? A Plane? It might as well be..

    Dust and decay 

    Memories drifting off to space 

    Up, up, and away 

    Love was just a second to late 

    By my strong walk and now limitless smile 

    you would have thought that I wanted things this way..


    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • Power

    I watch people abuse their power 
    and how it unknowingly eats them alive 
    It’s such a shame to think that they believe that “this is the way”
    Treating others like they themselves 
    are any much better, 
    Just entitled
    but without it you’re just a regular person 
    like everyone else 
    who has aspirations, struggles 
    and enormous dreams 
    Working just as hard, day after day 
    I mean humanely. 
    underneath all of that, 
    you are no better than me.

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • You Never Belonged Here

    As if the entire world wasn’t at your feet,

    as you casually turned and walked away from me.

    You may think that I am not meant for you, 

    but it turns out you were just never meant for me.

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • Beautiful You

    Eyes candle lit

    Chocolate covered kiss 

    Your hands on my hips

    There’s nothing else like it

    Early morning embrace 

    A thousand pecks to the face

    Coffee with homemade pancakes 

    It’s been too peaceful in this place 

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • You Deserve Each Other

    You need someone

    Someone other than me

    Someone who would snap at you when you act different

    or disappear and don’t return messages 

    Someone who would ignore you when you cancel plans last minute 

    or who would fight with you about the way you move

    Every time you make one excuse after another

    Someone else can waste breath telling you about yourself 

    but I was never that person back then

    You knew I wasn’t that person with you

    and that’s what made it so easy for you to take advantage

  • Uninvited

    Be careful
    whenever you decide to welcome yourself
    into another woman’s world
    You weren’t there before
    where things were just fine
    She could ache for real love, and the deepest affections
    but she was, or is undoubtedly free.
    Free from the uncertainty
    and worries about another man
    From her ever having to wonder if you will
    change your mind about how you feel about her
    Free from days where you make her choose
    between your feelings or her own
    nights of knowing that
    by the touch of your fingers
    and grind of your spine
    you can suddenly make her feel
    so small and misused
    Free..
    even from thoughts of a better man
    that she deserves
    Unfortunately blurred by this facade-
    by your cowardly face that she “sees wonders in”
    and the warmth of your chest where
    she thinks she has found a home within
    She is free .
    Living uninterrupted and unaffected
    of any half commitments, broken promises,
    or pain just one person can cause
    So,
    do not invite yourself
    Do not barge in
    where you are not wanted in the first place..


    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • What You Didn’t Know

    I sway..

    almost hijacked

    inevitably overflowing with expression.

    You stand there in complete awe

    by the way I move.

    It was never a secret.

    You know that I live by the sun

    and love by the moon…

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • Madness

    Sometimes I feel like I’m going mad
    Straight losing my mind
    If it’s not all the voices in my head
    Its the anxious uncertainty of time
    Voices honestly wanting me to just pack up everything and leave
    The everyday battle of if I can be the woman I’ve been building myself to be
    Pressures and insecurities
    Pouring out and giving too much of my love
    My vulnerability
    Ignoring my limits of the things that are too much
    People of my past steadily haunting
    Years of anger to family that were never there
    Constantly absorbing everyone’s negative energy
    Pulling out all of my hair
    I cannot scream when I want to scream
    Their hands keep trying to suffocate me
    When I want to get away
    my own demons tug at my feet
    What if I really lose my mind…

    ⁃ I really need to find better release

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • My feelings

    “It’s nonsense” you say.
    The way I see things
    “I don’t (want to) understand” you say.
    With the way I see things.

    You only ever listen
    and become concerned with the way I see things
    when I am no longer concerned with trying to get you see them.

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • Diary of Hard Worker

    I didn’t know what I was doing 

    I thought I was crazy 

    for ever thinking that I could find my way

    in a world like yours

    Little did I know,

    it was where I belonged just the same

    The world was ours.

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • Nothing like the movies

    Surreal
    Similar to what a translight backdrop could do
    so you could never tell what was real
    or made up of a dream
    Just like the shows and movies you see on T.V
    You once had me deeply moved.. 
    I even flaunted about how I belonged to you
    Your typical Hollywood doll
    but I always felt like it was something too good to be true 
    because everything was always all about you
    Our picture became to be too frightening
    so I tried working with the lighting 
    adding new props, switching the lens 
    It all became very unexciting
    You had my heart way over my budget
    Unbelievably in debt.
    What was a promised to be paramount picture 
    just turned into a big unfortunate mess

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

  • Eve’s Adam


    Why do men do what they do,
    see what they see,
    or live like they live?
    In my most honest opinion,
    I think they’re all beautiful
    I guess it is why never really had a “type”
    There is something extraordinary
    under all that masculinity, and seriousness
    Beneath all that is made up of the “perfectionist”
    The “prideful”
    The “rugged” and “refined”
    or a diamond in the rough
    We tend to take it all for granted
    We try to mold it, change it
    Have you ever thought to just watch it unfold?
    Have you ever daydreamed about it,
    or have seen what is in their eyes?
    I guess I just empathize too much with it
    I mean,
    at times it can be visually captivating,
    and internally pleasing
    Simple, but yet complicated at the same time
    Full of eagerness and undying hunger
    With a bit of dirt mixed with some sweat & blood
    Raw to the point
    Full of wonder
    Masters of protection, and unforgettable love
    that can be wild and free at any given moment
    They are hearts tainted with so much beautiful imperfections
    that is only made
    because of the doubt they have of their perfection

    Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
    Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez