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Elisa Holly Apr 2015
We hunt. We chase. We run
like moths to a flame
for the simple glimmer
of a shared love,
but what we are truly attracted to
is chaos.
Rae Harrison Mar 2015
Neither of us were fine
Because I was chasing after him
And he was a few steps ahead of mine
Running in the same direction, same line, that was his only sign
Same pace, same time
His movements matched mine
He intended to leave and i'd stay behind
I never caught up
No, not in this life
Fates sealed by concrete.
Chasing fame.
Always wanting, never wanted.
Making millisecond connections.
With strangers under neon lights.
Find your way back.
To hope.
Meg B Mar 2015
I used to always
threaten to leave
just to see if he would
chase after me.

He did and he did until
he was done and
we were done and
no one has
chased after me
since.
Dr Zik Mar 2015
You are You!
Who am I?
You need not to reconsider
You need not to feel shyness
You need not to compromise
You need not to hesitate
You need not to make request
You need not to bother about
You need not to make a hurry
You need not to protest
You need not to wandering about
You need not to ashamed for
You need not to chase about
You need not to lurk around
You need not to mad about
You need not to feel loneliness
You need not to be humble
All these things are for me
You need not to get rid of
Any thing!
Anyway!
For any one!
any time!
You are at the height!
Not in the depth!
Its all for me
I 'm humble and busy
With bow head I face you!
Only in want of you!
Jaimi M Mar 2015
Let my
naked skin
be the drug
you've never
had; My love
the antidote
to all the
wicked things
you've had
to face.
I want to
chase away
your demons
from this night,
and leave
you not able
to speak
anything
but my name.
-JRM
Rj Feb 2015
He told me I could be a model
Out of the blue
He's married but still.. That brightened my day
Noelle M Eithun Feb 2015
I bet you like the shape of my lips.
---I bet you want to taste them.
I bet you like the freckels that trail down my chest.
---I bet you want to connect them with your tounge.
I bet you like the way my hair falls to the middle of my back.
---I bet you want to trial your fingertips through it.

I bet you would never do those things.
I bet you are afraid of what might happen.

I bet I am more afraid of what might happen.
I bet I would hide my body from you.
I bet I would run.

I bet you wouldnt chase after me.
The stuggle of wanting to be with someone so badly but completly terrified of what could happen. Being naked for the first time in front of them, being touched for the first time... & how easy it can be to run away from it. I've choosen the wrong guys in my life that wouldnt chase after me. They would let me run. So, this steemed from those expierences.
RH 78 Feb 2015
Squeaking sneakers squealing as the smoker squelched across the slippery shiny surface.
Sweat slipping off the smokers snout as the law chased. Oliver the overweight officer was overly panting but gained no advantage. Had he finally met his match?
Safe and sound in a storage facility the smoker stayed silent.
Oliver smashed the smoker across the kisser. He'd smelt out his prey by the stench resonating from the smokers smelly socks.
Haylee Dicker Feb 2015
Remember kiss chase?
A childhood game.
Carried on through adulthood,
Just not in the same way.
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