I'll be your mountain
You be my sea
For all onlookers
We are divided
On the beaches
But really
I fall
At your feet

I'll be your mountain
You be my sea
For all onlookers
We are divided
On the beaches
But really
I fall
At your feet
Hello my ancient friend
May I place yet another
Hand on your leg?
Will you spill all secrets
In this brief meeting?
How you thrived
Thousands of adoring
Visitors while growing
Silently, unnoticed
Our footsteps heralded
By birdsong
We celebrate the girth
Of your waist
While post-luncheon
Walkers remark on
New year's resolutions
Aimed at winding back
Time and growth
Of their appearance
It must seem
Very primitive thinking
To such a wise one
Of your worth
If the push pull
Of love seems tough
Remember how to keep
Your heart tender
Recall the one lost
Push back her hair
Hold her cheek
Listen to her speak
Let her words seep
Into the cracks
Unkempt skin
Grown thick
Only to peel away
Layers of regret
Reveal a fine form
Of kind understanding