Mountains III

My world is empty without you

My world is empty without you

If I go

missing,

burning,

like the ones

before me

who loved so wrong,

with my words

in the flames

where they’ll throw me,

take my voice and

I’ll be choking,

gasping

for the air

in the mountains,

where my lips

wrote these words

in the salt of your skin

with sweat and tears,

yours and mine,

as we were one

in love,

freely

So if

I go missing,

come and find me,

in the mountains

Pokhara, Nepal