~The Sunset Before the Storm~

The sky broke like an egg into full sunset and the water
caught fire.

-Pamela Hansford Johnson

the layers of fire and peach

fading into light mango, then into dark fire

tantalizing and naked

breaks the stillness of blue air

an affinity in the whispering darkness

the heart

of the lantern

pulsing and illuminating

a breathing heart

among the silhouettes

of dark pines

trembling leaves

in a soft wind

play around my window

layers of liquid dust

shivering

into each other

curling around in a shell

of a hug

curving

into a

prelude

of a moon

I want so badly

to be in that hug

to be

in that soft warmth

with you

seeking coins

of happiness

each wayward

  heart

longing for its home

I’m happy

breathing will you

watching the stars

turn blue

and quiet black

you’re the only one

I ever loved

fingertips caressing

fingertips

                                   ~Sarah Mahina Calvello~