For Michael Calvello
Mine is the army
Of angels
Night brings
Out troubles to the night
Hanging on
The smoky edges
Of dreams
To reveal
Who we really are
Hazy silvers
Dust the night
Starts with a shimmer
Ends with a glow
It’s so hard
To forget pain
But even harder
To remember sweetness
Velvet trees and silhouettes
Murmur un the distance
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
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