This poem is a little different in terms of subject and tone. It’s brand new and it’s about a place I dream of going to one day. If you’re not familiar with Lake Louise it’s a gorgeous destination in Alberta, Canada – “world famous for its turquoise lakes, the Victoria Glacier, soaring mountain backdrop, palatial hotel, and incredible hiking and skiing. Surrounded by a lifetime’s worth of jaw-dropping sights and adventures, Lake Louise is a rare place that must be experienced to be believed.”
“The vibrant waters are five kilometres (three miles) from the hamlet of Lake Louise. Named for Queen Victoria’s fourth daughter, Lake Louise is a truly awe-inspiring sight. The lake was previously known as Ho-Run-Num-Nay (the Lake of Lake of Little Fishes) by the Stoney Nakoda First Nations people. The hanging Victoria Glacier and an amphitheatre of rugged peaks provide an imposing backdrop to the lake, which is about 2.5 kilometres (1.5 miles) long and 90 metres (295 feet) deep.
During the summer the lake is an intense shade of turquoise, the result of light refracting off the rock flour (glacier silt) deposited in the lake by glacier run off. The colour of the lake is most vibrant in July and August when the flow of the melt water is at its highest.” 
If my skin could soak up the water,
I would wash away everything,
and float forever,
getting lost in this blue world –
burning through the ice
with the thought of your touch,
drowning in this life
with the thought of your love.
Darling, is paradise enough for you
if the mountains should hide us here?
My dear, we’ll never truly go home.
My heart is still swimming between
rocky mountains, under close-watch
of bears and elk,
and in the eyes of you.
And it’s hard to say which is most beautiful,
because everything feels right here,
at Lake Louise, with you near.