The World Is Mine....

Here i stand, at the edge of the world
gazing at the bottom of the abyss
its darker then you could ever imagine.
The wind is slightly blowing,
almost enough to knock me down.
But i stay standing.
In my world, there's no enemy's,
there is no purple flowers,
there is no scaling animals,
no pink beetles.
The water calls my name
ever so soft, and it pounds my ears
ever so loudly.
The ground is soft,
the dirt is brown,
the wind is blowing harder.
I stand on soft ground,
below me sways blue water
and the cold wind blows,
my fingers are near your fingers,
no one is around, no one will ever be around
while we stand on my world,
so round.
Your scent, takes me by breath,
here we are,
here we stand.
The world is mine,
The world is mine.
You are my world.