I have the privilege of looking out and seeing her womanly curves as the sun rises over her bosom.
Without her, who knows where I would be.
Perhaps doing meth on a street corner or letting all too many explore my own womanly curves.
I am fortunate to have her in my life.
She has given me work.
She has given me fear.
She has filled my need of exploration.
She has been the reason I have thrown away underwear.
She has given me dentist appointments.
She has given me ER appointments.
No other mountain will ever be my home mountain.
I love traveling elsewhere, and my mountain understands my need for the occasional swing.
But she knows I am faithful and will always return.
With no regret, I have a man in my life.
He doesn’t know I ever existed, but I need to thank him.
Mammoth, I love you.
