Mountain Peaks

Tue, 07/21/2015 - 17:45 -- tdodd27

When you touch me the wind carries my breath to the outter corners of  Earth

it floats with wanderlust through ancient villages and enchanted waters

for your spirit is entertwined in my own

our hearts bloom in unison as if we were born from the same  seed

I was lost in a deserted wilderness

you made it our magical forest

for some a war's distance may seperate

but our love will reaches mountain peaks

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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