~Waves~

I ate

your stolen walnuts

I put them

In my pockets

and ate them

in solitude

guilt free

they were

sweet

and thick

ending with

bitter

I walk

a lonely

road

I feed birds

and read books

make bags of tea

to sweeten

the air

staring

into

your winding river

of sea-green eyes

tinted

yellow

like

a cat

sweet

as a sigh

how
would you know

not too late

what would you

do

If hands of time

ticked by

too fast

hey, pretty smile

release

the stress

don’t let it consume

you anymore

be one with

the waves

I dare you

to move

~Sarah Mahina Calvello