Poetry · Writing

on the side of a mountain

i crave you

like a climber to the mountain

every ridge, a slow march

every ridge, a climb in rhythm

every ridge, a climb in rhythm

in rhythm

every inch traveled

a craving only you can fill

a craving of you

a climb in rhythm

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