The Mountain

The mountain stares at me every day Sometimes I stare back But like Medusa it will freeze you in your tracks every time. The mountain yes. it stares at me everyday Sometimes I stare back But just like with people I tend to avoid eye contact Is it because of my shame? The mountain stares at me Yes tall, glorious Covering the sun What did I do to be such a fortunate one? The mountain Stares at me At day And at night Snow covered, dry, or lush Will you come see it with me? After all you're my crush Then the mountain can Stare at you too And I wouldn't be the only one so lucky Your presence would make me even luckier I'd have something to rival The mountains beauty. Every day the mountain stares at me. Beautifully. But I wish it was you. Everyday.