Over the world


Liz on top of the World

Precariously I walk
Chills down my spine
In this chapter -unsure-
Will it open before the close?

Dubiously the road quickens
Running as I try to feel
the labyrinth inside my chest
unravels slowly

Foreseeable this may be
this feeling inside me
I can see the doors
Will you stay as I unclose?

Fluctuating as conditions may persist
Undoubting I continue to stay
The opening unravels you
as the worlds most precious gift
You smile upon me
Pulse quickens
Over the world is my stop.