Clouded moon
In a crescent
Smiles
At us
And we can
Finally
Hear the
Silence
Ebb
and flow
The constant
Change
That always
Comes back
With the tide
A sweater
You put on
At the first chill
Of reality
A hug
Like honey
The best songs
Are always sad
Because happiness
Is too personal
I will
Cover you
Like
Shadowed violets
Shy
And unsuspecting
Forgotten
Mismatched
shoes
Scattered
Memories
Time passes
It’s a heady
Thing
Looking for
The bright
Spot
In the sky
All experience
Is previous
Shimmering
Softly
Distant
Street lights
You’re the one
Thar made
Me wonder
Don’t blame
Me
For smelling
Smoke
~Sarah Mahina Calvello~
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