The Mountaineer

No one but you,

Dared the steep inclines,

To scale my untraveled paths.


Your words-

Smoothed my souls wounded edges.

With cushions of care

That rubbed down my jagged, torn catches

From the years of weathered neglect.


Only to you,

Am I the hidden jewel,

Amid the rough windy whispers of love.







  1. moonskittles · June 27, 2016

    Beautiful M..

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Miriam · June 28, 2016

    This is really beautiful and heartfelt. xo

    Liked by 1 person

  3. rh15216 · June 28, 2016

    “Smoothed my souls wounded edges”…damn that’s good!

    Liked by 1 person

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