Terra Firma

Time, the illusion
of accusers would cast doubt.
I never listen
to those anomalies that
would invert reality.

We live the kinder
faces of this creation
when each moment counts.
We all exist forever,
here, where our questions are born.

Underneath the stars
titles of songs hold you close.
Your face in my hands
feels the way the universe
creates again and again.

Temporal mantras
dance with grace among the stars.
Closer than my skin,
your breath my terra firma.
Your thought, is the form love takes.