What I think about when I run
A twitching in my legs
A deep desire to move
To feel something alive
To feel something human
Running a pace in front of C.
I hear her breath
Coming into and out of sync with mine
She will be as drenched with sweat as I am
Months later I lay in bed
My arms wrapped around R.
A feeling of joy, not unlike a runner's high
As she told me she loved her hair being played with
As much as I enjoyed playing with it
Or the scratch of her nail
Running down the back of my neck
I was as awkward as the first time I ran
And she could have stretched her legs and left me behind in a few strides
But instead she stayed with me
And paced me around the course
After, I lay with my head and her's tessellated
And though our feet kept moving against each other
I felt that I did not need to run anymore
If she had let me, I would have lain there all Summer
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Posted Jul 30, 2018, 4:43 PM UTC