~Crushed Violets~

don’t

disturb the sounds

of silence

the crushed violets

leave a smearing

stain

praying

for something

unamed

just to pray

just to be good

siilloettes

soft rain

overcome you

but don’t go chasing
what isn’t there

I always say

I’m leaving

then I stay while

you’re sleeping

like a push and pull, baby

watching to see

who will

move first

I wonder

what will happen

to us in the

long run

my words echoed

like raindrops

and they fell into

the well of silence

let your dream

be a stubborn dream

got to keep ticking on

the penny is struggling

to keep its shine

it’s a whole lot harder

to shine this time

sometimes good intentions

don’t come out so well

but up and downs,

dusty shelves

of memories

when I think

I lost my way

the dusty shelves

of memories

I’ll follow the sun

warm breeze

I’m on the edge

perfume floating

airy strawberries
white flowers fall

like bells

Mirror on the wall

ready to fall
heart becomes

a hunter

don’t wound your

chance to love

pictures of the smile

I remember

this can’t be true
I spent the time

in the arms of a stranger

I knew too well

you’re mainly

a mystery

with traces

of something

the pillow fell

I slept

in the twilight

with only one

care

the hours

for once passed

like a sweet breeze

and you caused

me to yield

don’t tell me

of love everlasting

and other sad dreams

we're just passionate strangers

who rescue each other

dark eyes

melting each other’s soul

to the place it longed to be

~Sarah Mahina Calvello~