Don't step to me or dance in bare feet
Climbing ladders to try and see my eyes
Or mountains to find some semblance of my breeze
I'm taller than you, but not by birth
Or by choice or selective meanings, no
My style is tall and trim and sleek
Sharper than steel and whetstone combined
"Where" ask, you've been seized?
I am the stars you cannot keep
The ocean sands you could not settle
And no such gift is equal to mind
This is me (in step)