To Run

Just the run and the road.
Mind focused, breathing steady, a light breeze fills the air.
All things ahead and behind an ocean of green.
She takes a deep breath, loaded with floral scents and wild perfumes.

Just me and the road.

Her mind wanders from fields and flowers to you. It aches.
Aches for memories, aches for touches, aches for moments that no-one but you know.
Time, un-tangible, floats irredescent in the space.

Just me, you and the road.

A low branch brushes her face as she snaps back to reality.
And she remembers. The feeling of missing. Like no other ache.
Her feet, never really touching the ground stir up the dust.
A smile blossoms on her face. To know.

Just me, you, the road and the knowledge.

To know the feeling is returned. To know she plays on his mind too.
To know she is like no other, a moment shared in time. A promise.
To know she is wanted and needed.

Just me, you, the road and a promise.

Her breathing slows and her feet feel for the earth once again.
The sun beats down upon her neck.
A warm memory of a moment with you.
Breathlessness contentment.

Just me and you.