weather you
succeed or not
is irevalant
there is no such thing
as making your unknown
the most important
thing
and making your unknown
known
is beyond us
I heard that
somewhere
the sweetest thing
I've ever known
was fingertips
on the small
of my back
aching
and unknown
build my
world
with stains
of dreams
in a glittering
spiderweb
your time
will come
if you wait
for it
I'm so glad
I found you
sometimes I forget
how fragile
we are
~Sarah Mahina Calvello~
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