The Dance

 

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Standing at World’s End

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I stand at world’s end

Looking up and down,

Stretching forth hard as my limbs can scale,

I reach for the clouds, the sky, the stars

My fingers brush past Orion

Before landing on Jupiter

If only I can hold you

Caress you, squeeze you, love you, need you

I’ll make you stay here with me on world’s end.