There was a story of
Two loves
One a great surveyor of landscapes 
Who beheld the ocean and firmament
Over tea, toast and morning paper
But obscured from mountain view

The other a lover of all things nautical 
Who beheld gondwanan mountain 
From a glimpse of kitchen window
Ridgelines ridden by mountain bikers 
From the bedroom

Each obscured from the one thing they loved
So it was between them too