Peeking just over the world's flat edge
floats an orb, coating it's pink warmth on every cloud
the expanse that seperates us from it is unimaginable
I tap my phone and run to you on the plateau
we look out and clink our glasses together just to set them down
the molten sky stares down at us as we lead each other intimately around
the plateau
We wave goodb ye to the stars in the navy fog
and that was our Perfect night.