"Top of the World"
You don't know it,
but sometimes I go to a hill
That overlooks the lanscape's mask of city lights
for a sip of momentary grace.
On this brink of everything i know,
I can gain an eyeful of the lost Atlantis
in the human soul
and the breath that fills my lungs
with the air between 2 stars.
If you were now to capture the image of this elation
in the framework of your mind
or find transcendence through these words,
then, at most, you would know nothing
of the beauty your existence throws to me.
For mine is a love
no experience,
no measure,
no words,
could ever degrade into reality by virtue or degree.