Mountain with wings

People say you’ve gone crazy over love of me

Then I’m crazy, too, for your dog tag weighs

A mountain neither of us knew we’d become

Already a mountain caring too much,

But I’ll flit at the touch of your fingers

Your dog tag lift, as a bird does, carefree

Unknowing what it is, with your feathers,

Do you fear, like me, we’ll fly too close

To the sun, finding Love, touching

Goddess in each other, a dog tag become a collar