At The Edge Of The World…

At the edge of the world, the furthest point to go
How would you get there? Walk, run, row?
When you arrive, what will you see?
Swirling, whirling clouds of space and me
I’ll wait for you there, right on the edge
Leaning over threatening to jump off the ledge
Until I see you, come to rescue me
together forever, this is how we are meant to be.
In your arms, we would watch the sun set
Entwined together, like when we first met
Once again you’d pull me back from the brink
You’re my savior, my missing link
And we would sit there curled
together, at the edge of the world.


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