The runner

February 6, 2025

My dear motive

Right after sunset

I went in search of silence

and as I walked the trails of thoughts

I hoped to find a glimpse of beauty along the city lines

Normally,

I tend to listen to music while I stare at the global feeder

but tonight,

the voices of the walkers,

the glass clinkers,

and the exterior white noise

Were slightly milder than usual

as if someone would have dialed down the city's volume

blurred out the faces into the street poles, trees, and the pavement

Eventually, I get far enough on the trail

where no soul is in sight

the wind danced around my fingers

the rising moisture settled in my skin

It's then when I close my eyes and deeply exhale

To embrace the solitude I've yearned for

As I began my journey back home

I heard a soothing melody traveling with the breeze

A sudden upward glance revealed,

the outline of your towering, lusty jog-trot

And for a second, my mind was silenced.

I’ve fantasized about meeting someone such as yourself

And in not one of them,

I imagined someone so breathtakingly gorgeous

exuding so much confidence and completely at ease

I tried to fix my eyes on a different sight

but your hum sounded like canticles of love

So I dare

I dare to take a second look at you

and just then,

our eyes met as we passed one another

perhaps this sound silly of me but

I prayed that the shadows masked my flaws

I hope this letter never finds you

so I can safe keep that enchanting moment

in one’s mind

and as a reason for wondering the city

in search of someone that I'll never meet

wholeheartedly

Ibis