Chase

I am graceless here
The ground vibrating, humming with insects
My feet tangled in daisy chains and cornflowers
Snarled up in high grasses

Golden haired
Summer creature
This is your place
Mocking me with your strange smile in the bright lemon yellow haze
Do you dare me?
I can catch you
Run

Suddenly light
Breathe in, air full and clean
Pure bliss, joy in the chase, locking gaze
Watching your eyes shifting color, blue to green to black


5/2011