The Race


As the day fades to night the last of the sun's warm ray's touch my skin.
A sweet breeze wraps around me as you close in.
With you coming up on me from behind .
Thoughts of ecstasy swirl in my mind.
Usually it is at this point that I run and make you give chase
But as the sun sets low on us in this day I may just hold my ground and let you have me here in this place.

I know of your thought and of your desire .
I feel them rush over me ,they consume me ,burning within like fire.
For just one moment I give in to the thought of you touching my face.
But as you inch ever closer I pick up my feet an thus begins the race