Brink

At night, you will gather me close, and
the world will end at the edge of the bed-

Dropping all else into oblivion, there
will exist only us and the explosion of
stars and hopes in our eyes and
sweetness on our lips...

We will be poised there, on the very
brink of nothingness, held together
by the pull of our hearts.

We will drift away, our tangled limbs
and hair dusted with dreams...