Could I keep up?
Time extends for our race-
running offered a prize for first place
Should I let her go on green?
I think I’ll go faster.
Then, The window that tinted pretty faces
was down for a heart beat of friendly chases
A smile brighter than all other cases-
It’s a feeding frenzy and I have to taste this
times speeds up as our race begins
you drive by as if each heartbeat is do or die.
I speed up because my belly now boils butterflies.
And the winner is…
something her heartbeat couldn’t miss.