I am the Mountain

If I am the mountain
Then you are the wind
Wrapping yourself around
My peaks, my summits
Caressing the jagged edges
Making them smooth
And running down the slopes
To hush the valleys below

 

Cuddle

The way the fog lays upon the land
Like a silent, soft blanket
Or a warm caress
Matching my rise and fall
Touching every valley
Kissing every peak
You send me off to sleep

 

Panoramic View

Precarious place
Views from every direction
Everything echoes