These Mountains

I am home in
these curves;
intoxicated.
tongue tied.

My eyes follow their
arching bodies
up
and up ,
their gorgeous frames making my heart race
until
I reach the tops,
only to
plunge
downward ,
over
and over
until my eyes
wet from all the wonder.

These mountains.


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