There is a mountain
betwixt the hearts of lovers
That cannot be climbed
nor eroded
by the prickles of hail
It sits
through iron-willed blizzards
and roaring fires.
unshaken.
unmoving.
None have tried to break it
or tunnel through it’s chest
Instead, they dream right passed it
and so
it falls
to dust.
“Betwixt Lovers” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork by Ayman Zedani
The Show Tell Project 