On Top of the World

A sky of deep cornflower blue
with splashes of soft wispy white
like the strokes of an artists brush
is stretched  on a canvass of silk

while as far as the eye can see
a leafy carpet reaches for 
the horizon on every side, where I
am on top of the world with you

Your eyes of the palest steel blue 
are like mirrors on the world 
but as I look into them 
they're only reflecting me

As you reach out to draw me in
to the warmth of your embrace
the sky and the trees disappear, and I
am on top of the world with you.


august 2004