Fall by Nicola Beckett

 If I stand on the ledge
will you stand here too?
 and cross the boundaries
of what is, and what isn't reality? 
Will you live a lifetime in a dream together
but never wake up
and never grow old? 
It's high up on this ledge,
Will you jump with me
will you hold my hand, 
Falling, falling, falling,
Or will you turn away,
from my outstretched hand, 
 Into the safe warmth of the hotel room
away from the Marilyn dress
The moon and the stars, 
The dream
and the realities
tThat go on forever, and ever........