~Echo's~

~Photo by Emily Citaro

don't be
heavy in
my arm's
when you
get me flowers
I need
something pretty please

I'm up
I just
needed more sleep
I got
to make the
sounds fall
from my walls

echo's fill
my soul
but they
don't tell
me what
I'm here for

you're a
black licorice
plant because
they're tasty
Calla Lilly's
are cuppy
and you bring
me drinks
when I'm thirsty

in a
cobweb of
enterprise dreams
can sleep
only the
sweetest words
are made

I don't
know what
we are
but were tethered
to each other's
story's and
hold the
quiet moments
it's good
to have somebody

nobody wants
to be
alone in
the darkness
that's not good
for anybody,
is it?

~Sarah Mahina Calvello