~Sky~

living between
the hours it's just a
blank space

grasping at
whatever available
the sky is
not the
limit
you say
your mind is

the turquoise
marble rolls
down my
calm road
dreams are
made up of
real thing's

a perfect
combination the
stars give
of fire
fruit and wine
brings new
thing's

places, pieces
broken glass
mismatched shoes
creating memories
leaving behind
what hurts

~Sarah Mahina Calvello