Popular Poems About Mountains

   
   
   
   
   
   
 
 
 
 
   
How much I miss  
to moss in love  
holding the mold  
to gorgon stone  
   
lifetimes ago, this  
ancient road.  
   
Horizons beam  
my wanderlust dream:  
   
I am dim    
of years away    
from the final   
dandelion blaze,  
   
still sleek from behind  
with the Sun going down  
‘til morning lurks  
to hone the worm  
   
& I (...alone,  
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