Sea of Black Glass

I stand atop the highest mountain
Above me domes the star-filled sky.
The beauty of it all makes me cry.
I climbed high, I reached the top,
but at this point my ascent stops.
Should I finally accept her kiss?
Azure-lidded woman with moist lips
I hold on to life with a fervent grip.
But someday I could fall, slip and be
swallowed by this bottomless deep.
I hold on, I hold on so tight and
kept at bay is the eternal night.
All is so quiet, nothing will attack.
The sea of black glass will never
crack...