stillness with a human pulse

cradled,

we lay in animal calm,

rocked by the chalk-soft valley.

 

bodies and boulders;

skin and stone.

 

a sharp laugh cracked across the cliffs;

(peals sang back from the chasm’s

crashing

depths.)

diurnal;

still;

vertiginous.

 

the sunset blushed,

and broke our idleness.

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