And now 
mountains shimmer 
like rainbow 
trout swimming 
slowly upstream 
purple then 
orange and 
finally white 
as quiet
sun rises 
and tall
buildings like 
daffodils turn 
towards it
basking in 
the light 
of early 
morning sun 

I imagine 
you as
mountain me
as explorer
I enjoy 
discovering you 
your valleys 
and rainforests 
the peaks
of shoulders 
and the 
shallow hips
the hills 
of chest
and oh
the deepest 
of dark 
pools eyes 
every day
as sun
does rise 
and days 
do set
I paint 
my trails 
of you 
in mind 

It is now 
way before then 
that will remind 
me of this 
you me here
making new what
we will remember 
as only old 
one day soon 
and hopefully later 
for such times
only come around 
every so often 
but stay forever 
funny such things 
as they are 

It is 
always better 
when it
is good 
but love 
isn’t built 
on good 
love is
built only 
upon bad 
at some 
sufferings end 
love then 
when soil 
is richest
and the 
compost of
the past
has been 
tilled plant
loves seeds
deeply then 

Bad as
it was
remember this 
bad is
what happens 
when we
get used 
to good 
it’s a 
reference point 
it reminds 
us that 
tomorrow too
will come 
and with
it better 
for bad
like most 
things worse
doesn’t stick
around long