You looked at peace tucked under two layers of blankets
In your disney pjs and faded grey t-shirt,
Snoring softly in intervals of ten seconds.
You fell asleep mid-conversation,
Lying flat on your stomach with your face at the pillow’s edge
In an angle that left just enough space for me
To sleep in a fetal position.
I nudge you into a more comfortable position
Careful to not wake you up.
You roll over yourself, mumbling in your sleep
A broken apology for taking up space
And then resume snoring periodically.
I tuck in beside you, trying to not laugh too loudly,
To continue the novel I picked up at the airport.
Monsoon’s knocked our windows clean today morning,
As it makes a reappearance tonight.
I lean back on my pillow against the headboard
Letting my story rest for a while against my stomach,
To watch the raindrops race against each other,
And you sleeping beside me, unaware of
The ongoing storm outside and within.
Because for now,
The thunder against you snoring
In disney pjs and a faded grey t-shirt
Was peace embodied.