~Book~

The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page.

- Saint Augustine

the white

curved bells

of flowers

silhouettes

of statues

sigh

and creak

chocolate wine

velvet lingers

the sky

opens up

softly

almost afraid

to touch

my dream is set in motion

embrace me like a star
like a frozen rose
shatter me

feel

the moment

open

the book

sometimes I hear you’re smile
it sounds like bells

like a phantom

whisper

you have to be here

and things will get real
take me back
to the day before you went away

It’s just a drop in the ocean

just

a change of weather
hoping that we’ll end up together

a brave women
always has a  smile on her face
and things will get real
and match

what has

been unmatched

again

~Sarah Mahina Calvello~