The Razor’s Edge

She lives her life on the razor’s edge;

Lightly prancing

Tip toeing

Step by step

Daring the blade to draw her blood. 

She lives her life on the razor’s edge;

Acute perception

Judging the angle

Pressing onward

Challenging the blade to take a slice.

She lives her life on the razor’s edge;

Never trusting

 Always striving 

Pushing the envelope

Tempting the blade to take a bite.

She lives her life on the razor’s edge;

Totally evolved

In the moment

Senses flaring

Taunting the blade to cut her down. 

She lives her life on the razor’s edge. 

--Ken Ferguson--

Artista di Parole