Appeal

Give light, and the darkness will disappear of itself"

- Desiderius Erasmus

I have to say

what I feel

Something

with appeal
To feel

Something

Again

I feel like

magenta,

all kinds of feelings

stumbling

over themselves.

You're not quite blue,

you're not yellow,

you're magenta


Thank you

for being

a friend

to walk down

this unknowing road

with me
Warming

My hands

I do like surprises
Spontaneity can be fun
Spanish carnations

Spicy and familiar

The streets aren’t

paved with gold

as far as I know
Appeal

To the

Senses

Don’t be

An Afterimage

Passing dreams

Doorway

After

Doorway

Standing

Alone

And crucial

In the

Hours

Between dawns

Lean in

looking inward

outward
Something

About the

Way you’re

Smiling

Before

And after

Like melting

Softness

Quiets the

Tingling

Night

Don’t fall

From me

this illusion

of some safety

to be found

This illusion

Of safety

That will

Never change

Afraid

That

It won’t

Remain

when we are loved

we are afraid

our words will not be heard
or welcomed
but when we are silent
we are still afraid

So

it is better to speak
I want you

To remember

Looking up

At me

Not looking

down

Just took

A moment

To see

Past that

Front door

Sometime it all gets a little too much

but the fog

will clear up

Just casting

Shadodows

Got so much

To lose

Let it

Scatter

On the ground

Feel like we are

Rolling through

the motions

everyday

Wanting

The unnamed

I know

What blank

Feels

like

~Sarah Mahina Calvello~