Acid on the Mountain, Salt in Love

Acid on the Mountain, Salt in Love

On mountain peaks where winds like whispers sigh,

We met, a chance encounter 'neath the sky.

Your laughter, bright, a stream across the stone,

Washed over me, a world I'd never known.

Your smile, a sunrise chasing shadows deep,

A promise whispered, secrets yet to keep.

We touched, a feather, light and oh so frail,

Yet sent a tremor down my heart's pale trail.

But fate, a fickle mistress, cast her snare,

A silent shadow etched upon your stare.

A love forbidden, blooming in the cold,

A fragile rose, on a mountain story told.

Acid's Bite, a Love Held at Bay

Stolen moments, snatched like mountain dew,

Each fleeting touch, a promise shining through.

We built a haven, in this barren space,

A fragile castle, with love's fleeting grace.

But time, a blizzard, whispered its cold sighs,

Weakening the walls with its steely eyes.

Your health, a flower fading in the storm,

Left me a heart, forever weather-worn.

Salt on the Wound, Love's Bitter Tears

The final night, a tapestry of pain,

We held each other, whispering in the rain.

Your hand in mine, a warmth that wouldn't last,

A final kiss, a love that moved too fast.

Dawn broke, a pale and ghostly light,

Where once our love burned brightly through the night.

The world moved on, oblivious to my plight,

But in my heart, your memory would ignite.

Seasons Change, Love's Memory Stays

The leaves descended, painting golds and reds,

A constant echo of your whispered threads.

In every whisper of the wind's soft call,

I hear your laughter, a teardrop's salty fall.

A Mountain's Strength, Love's Enduring Might

Love, like a mountain, weathered through the years,

Its peak untouchable, yet banishing all fears.

Though you are gone, your spirit fills the sky,

A constant beacon, a guiding, watchful eye.

I'll carry on, with your memory as my guide,

With every sunrise, our love will still confide.

For mountains stand, though storms may rage and tear,

And love's true essence, forever will I wear.

A Promise Whispered in the Mountain Breeze

One day, perhaps, on peaks bathed in soft light,

Our paths will cross, beneath the stars so bright.

Until then, love, my heart will hold you near,

A mountain's strength, a love that conquers fear.