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.