when I look in his eye...
My body burns like fire...
he is the blue to my ocean...
he is the ripple that is never ending, continuous circles...
our skin touches...
he is the softest...
but the heat is rising...
and now we are sliding...
He warns me about commitment...
and about his prior engagements...
he scares easily...
but I know he really loves me...
he runs for a cause...
the number he wears serves a purpose...
one foot in front of the other...
he's gone fading in my rear view mirror...
he says he isn't lost...
he just knows what he can trust...
he needs to feel the track beneath his feet...
and at some point the finish line becomes a must...
the sound of the crowd...
dust flying behind him...
the sound of his heart beat throbbing...
almost there nobody can stop him...
but in that one moment...
when he isn't surrounded...
he remembers me...
and in that moment he can almost feel me...
he swears he heard me speak...
so real he becomes weak...
he heard me say stop running...
I'm not too far behind you...
you can still catch me...
I am here waiting for you...
right where you left me...
just passed the finish line... <3