Pursuit
You run
I pursue
your laughter echoes down the hallways of my heart
you stop to catch your breath
I reach to take hold of you
ten sweaty fingers slicing through the air
you take to your heels
your footfalls pale into the distance
your friends say you are playing hard to get
and the thrill of the chase is worth it
But what exactly am I getting?
a lover
Or a confused antelope.