Peak. A poem.

You conquered me
like a mountain (or a molehill).
Climbed me and then left me here,
another spire to aspire to.

Was I just a rocky crag used as
a monument to your success?
What was my reward, just a
wanton moment, better to forget?

Here I stand, wind blown
and forever circumspect,
a peak waiting on another expedition.
Hopefully, one that’ll show me more respect.

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  1. I feel a lot of power in these words and can really relate to the vibe. I am in love with the line ” another spire to aspire to” and “forget” with “circumspect” love that combo. Sorry for babbling lol just hung up on words tonight…or wait…this morning night shift ends in 1.5 hrs…I need more tea…or do I? lol

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