~Unpredictable~

we have

here and now

It’s a dream

And were

Asleep

Don’t lose it

Don’t leave it

Look at

all the stones

they keep on

the throwing  

by design

I refined

my recovery

Day after day,  

alone

on a hill

the man

with the

foolish grin

is standing

perfectly still

Day after day

time pass away
Day after day.

A love

turns grey

You have

Such soft skin

Like the elefante

Only softer

Night after night

We pretend

it's alright

but I have

grown older

and you

have grown

colder and nothing

is very much

fun anymore

And I can feel

one of my turns

coming on

I feel cold

as a razor blade

tight as a

tourniquet

See the clouds

adrift so far below

Ever changing

as they come

and go
Makes me

wonder why

I'm up so high
When really

I am down low

You're so

damn pretty baby

if I had a type

then it would be you

I count

The cost

It’s worth

What’s lost

To see you smile

When asked

if he believed

in the hereafter,

the wise owl said:

"All the time.

Whenever I walk

into a room,

I ask myself

'What am I here after?'"
`

I think we fell

in love with

those trees

as much

as anything

with the garden

looking like

only gardens can,

a place

where secrets

had accumulated

and held in

risky suspension,

as if some people

were going to

come back

and reveal them

Do you feel it?

The crossroads

of history

chasing that

desire

You are not

a drop in

the ocean

You are

the entire

ocean

in a drop

Love me

Like Rumi would

I find the

wooziness

of the guitar

so romantic

And every

star in the sky

is taking

aim at

your eyes
Rise up

Like glitter

And gold

I can feel

The night

Beginning

My father

used to say

fair is where

you end up

To defeat

the darkness

to the darkness

you must come

To the shadows

A problem shared

is a problem halved

Keep her

company

go look at

the clouds

there some

Fascinating

shapes today

It’s all about

Sacrifice

I'm simply

following

the template

I am not

running away

from my

problems

is more of a

strategic distraction
You used to

distracted me

with your

resonating lines

Waves can

change waves

and beauty like you

Tides rise

and fall

with the breath

you have to be

strong like water

If you do

decide to go

make sure  

it's for the

right reason

Leave and come

under a blue sky

not a cloudy one

Predictable in

her own unpredictability
The moon is

such a Crimson color
With a sparkling edge
In a cold starburst
Of black highway

~Sarah Mahina Calvello