The Top of the World
I sat with you on the edge of the earth,
and watched the mountains eat the sun.
I felt heat become cooler,
and watched your skin turn to a molten gold.
With the great expanse of everything before me,
I felt like I could breathe again.
Like I could wish for any wonder,
and have it fall within my hands.
You held my hands as I looked into the beyond,
and your eyes lit in the simmering saturated light.
There is something ever so lovely,
about being on the edge of everything.