You warned me of the

before two hearts blended
in a forest,
your body electrified
flakes of white,
resting tears of fear, or
was it love?

A forest crying wolf,
I could love you in the
snow. . . pop the cork
fill both of our glasses as we
toast to this mountain,
to the wilderness,
standing at the highest peak

It was then, I knew air –
mountain air – it lifted me
carried me – brought me
into his world where trees
form a private memory

Rocks and boulders
talked to us,
approved of our reflection
as sun pasted shadows
onto snow –
I will never climb a mountain
quite like that again

  1. Avatar of Craig Murray
    Craig Murray says

    very nice, very evocative

  2. Avatar of Nancy Duci Denofio
    Nancy Duci Denofio says

    Thank you so much for those words Craig, Sincerely Nancy

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