poem #8

Run 

Run 

Stop 

Breathe 

Breathe deep into my lungs 

Fill them to the brim with you 

Like an animal I follow your scent 

I would follow it to the end of the world 

Chasing you like a dog 

Like a dog hungry for its next meal 

I run even though my feet are torn to pieces 

The adrenaline of you keeps me running

Stop 

Just for a moment 

To catch my breath 

Run again

Chasing you drains me 

Drains the blood from my face when I loose your scent 

I still run 

I will always run 

I call your name 

Through the wind 

Can you hear me 

Can you hear the desperation 

I listen for you 

I know you’re gone 

My ears crave your voice 

My lips crave yours 

When will I stop 

When will you wait 

When will it stop 

Why won’t it stop