Follow Me

   As I went for a run,
   The other day,
   It was so much fun,
   When she jumped in my way.

   Her form was exciting,
   I just had to follow,
   Her hair was inviting,
   Straight like an arrow.

   I was out of breath,
   But I wanted to whistle,
   A praise to the depth
   Of her riddle.

   Thou beautiful muse,
   With your elegant stride,
   Better stop for a minute,
   'Cause your shoe is untied!

   And your shoes are so flat,
   That your beautiful strut,
   Is exerting it's wrath,
   On your tempting b... rain?

Running beauty

© The Far Settler 2012

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