Thursday, September 20, 2018

~Doorway~


I rub
my back
on a doorway
stretching as
time stands still
just for a second
in the
morning when
the silence
changes with the light

I have
become
a creature
of habit
always making
my coffee
the same
way, with
hot chocolate
and cinnamon

the smell
and taste
makes my
lips tingle
I think
I found
peace of
mind but
sweetness
never lasts
like it should

angels in
my dreams
can turn
to demons
of greed
if I'm
not careful
if I don't
get back
to good
smile curving
shyly with
a secret
take it
velvet strong

remember what
it was
like to take
you in
cozy soul
a cup
of strong tea
stream curls
around me
in a hug
let it be

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

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