The Question On the Mountain
It is true.
Bright and clear.
As sky blue.
Love, you are my keystone.
Forever you will be
My light when I'm alone.
A bond no force can break.
Love will always conquer.
A base no quake can shake.
My heart drips and runs like melting wax,
Comfortable beside the stone hearth.
We play some classical music tracks.
The winter sky is blue up above.
Below is the ground covered in pearl.
Nature sings songs of holiday love.
Love's always been there for all to see.
"Let me ask you on this mountain top,
Will you take my hand and marry me?"
7/29/2021
"3-6-9" Poem
Emile J. Pinet
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