Like Peace

Lay here in the half light that lingers
until darkness sweeps us away,
brushing life to vague forest shapes,
plume and angle. Lay here where time
drops from the sky like fading memory
shades our repose to solace.

There is no need for meaning.
We have departed with the shadows.
We are one life stilled, statuary, carved
feature by feature wrought together.
Your hand drapes my hip, our knees curl
tandem, your lips part my veiled nape.

Peace enters the inlet of dreamtime.
The breeze of distant rain sings,
the highway barely whooshes, like ashes
of origin blown past our senses,
our laments, so only the sussuration
of breath quivers here, everywhere silent.