When You Climb Up That Mountain (1)
Swimming in the valley
with pure petals snagged in hair,
you never thought you'd climb the mountain.
You danced in Autumn sun
and pranced in Winter snow,
never knowing the the spring would bring a hot thaw.
Ate roses from the vine
and drank serpentine straight
everyday the last and never was.
But the Summer has come
the sweet girl's lies have been revealed
and the mountain calls a name for you and it's yours.
-Matthew Koutzun
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