the sun
breaks out
even though
tarnished
still hoping
unlock
the gate
i think
the moon
is full
giddy and sliding
on its own
beckoning light
soft but sultry
velvet sweet
whisper wild
with no destination
just an
untamed promise
of always
being there
eucalyptus
speriment
melting into
the night
~Sarah Mahina Calvello~
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