my head
on your
chest listening
to the rainfall
mixed with
your heartbeat
what a
heady
sound, both
steady
both constant
may your
journey be
more eventful
then mine
change is
never a
tangible thing
you can taste
or feel
a peeling
orange golden
and citrus
bitter sweet
a coin
that won't
be tossed
like love
in first sight
I like
how that
sounds, you're
waiting
to become a
butterfly
this is
the larva
part
like the
moon the
tide pulls
some thiings
can be
guaranteed
but it's
hard to
be strong
all the
time
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
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