Running Hard

Every time I run

I think of you 

Running in the woods

Confident, with no fear

Disappearing into a forest

Of bushes at the top of 

A lovely green hill 

Like a doe in her home

Your form and grace

Made me want to follow

To catch up to you and feel

Your beating heart 

The dewy sweet smell

Of sodden shirt

That comes only from 

Honest exertion 

The heat of the sun 

Lessened under

Canopy of tall trees

Yet still unrelenting

Stopping nothing

As lungs devoured new air

Like a fire consuming

All that it loves