Let this poem be a joke
Filled with mischief and racoons
Giggles in the dark
Catching their breath like twin butterflies
Under the moon

As I lean my head on your shoulder
And whisper silly wisdoms
Into your ear
I almost believe myself
To be capable of
Something like nonchalance
But I never am.

Serenity is a wave reaching shore
In the moments I accept
That you are a secret
I will never solve completely
And that is alright.

With sea-sand between my teeth
I mumble your name
And lay it in the waves
Latch it onto water-drops
For another one to taste.

Mine is
Peace once again