~Tea~

~Photo by Emily Citaro


half-drunk tea
at the
bottom of
the kettle
floats limp
and colorful
the timing
is unusual
and quiet

the curve
of a
white lilly's
are startling
against jade leaves
and velvet soft
violets, I'll
be your
cloak you
will be
my timing

I love
a night
that's simple
stars are
falling in our eyes
heart breakingly beautiful
a shelter
of our own
making a
refuge from
it all

I've been
drifting on the subtle
cobblestone walkway
lights flickering
undecided and beautiful
strange, hypnotizing
suspended in a
sweet slow motion
like a first
snow falling

soft, drowsy
dropping
all the noise
timed out
lingering warmth
of hands
meeting, darkening
evening darkening
faintly glowing
amber blossoms out

~Sarah Mahina Calvello