Thrill of the chase ?
This ain’t no race !
Irrespective of time and space,
My presence, you can never erase.
Find me flowering,
In the lush gardens of my praise,
the freshness of the evening breeze
and the sweet scent of the petals
I leave in my wake.
Find me jubilant,
In the hugs that reach the heart,
the courage you’ve to restart
and the triumphant punches
you throw in the buoyant air.
Find me dancing
Across the moles on your countenance,
In smiles left on crooked teeth
of strangers you please.
Find me wanting
When you settle for less,
Then crumble in distress,
As my voice in the backdrop reproaches
that you indeed deserve the best.
WordPress Daily prompt : Trace