~_Open-end~

 the odds

stand beneath me

Frozen suspension

they said

our dreams 

will carry on

we push past

to find

something better

Out of all

the the things

I’ve seen

You’re my

favorite thing

White scorching

sand and

all my wishes

Everything will

be ok

Hopelessly lost

it would seem

Adding unknown initials 

to my monogram

Sometimes

the scenes seem

too hard 

to take 

but you know 

There should

Be more to it

Can’t wash it away

In a whisper

Of water droplets

Watch as

They fall

There has to be

Something better

Then tis open-end

The sun is 

breaking through 

the maze of clouds

A mysterious strange

 point of view

The stars

Are aligned

~Sarah Mahina Calvello