07 Sep 2017
by sweetlenore
in Poetry
There we are,
all parts of us,
with our colors showing,
running like our life depended on it.
And maybe that’s how it is.
Maybe every breath and heart beat
and thought depends
on our love of the hunt.
We fix our eyes, bare our teeth,
and life surges like a rainbow,
every shade of passion pushes our steps
until all we know
is the exhilaration of the chase.
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