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Runner’s High

Believer’s low

a woman running on a ridge with the sun just rising behind her creating shadows and light in mystical harmony
Photo by Venti Views on Unsplash

I crave the emotion,
like a runner’s high
without beating the pavement in my nikes —
endorphins flowing at 5 miles.

But from the full engagement of 5 senses,
roused from the sight, smell, taste of you.
As I hear your voice,
saying take them off,
let me massage your calves.

End result —
final satisfaction came from the run,
it was better to chase the narrow streets and winding roads
then allow your control
over my feelings.

© I. Trudie Palmer
One Love




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Ilis Trudie Palmer

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