Jean Murray Poet Couplet

The Chase

The thrill I find is in the chase.
I imagine the feel of his embrace.

The warmth of his body next to mine.
The intellectual chats that chime.

The taller, broader shoulder girth.
The fun, the laughter and the mirth.

The knowing that I am safe.
Looked after, cared for, encased.

In love... that elusive feeling.
Then reality bites, sends me reeling.

I'm older, wiser and know right well,
I must retreat inside my shell.

Fantasies are for the young.
I too often have been stung.

The thrill I find is in the chase.
I give up all hope of that embrace.

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Just James April 29, 2016 at 1:09 PM every breath you take is a hope in fate...i loved your write Jean Murray May 1, 2016 at 4:03 AM My profile on a dating website states HOPE RISES ETERNAL James. I love that you loved my write.

J. Tudor April 16, 2016 at 5:27 PM At my age, I can completely relate...but who could resist your lovely smile.!? :) J. Jean Murray April 17, 2016 at 1:18 AM For my age, I am most attractine J. Beauty is only sin deep. Beneath, there is a fractured heart, resulting in a lost soul.

Lenny Gazbowski April 16, 2016 at 5:01 PM Nicely penned Jean. Jean Murray April 17, 2016 at 1:15 AM Thank you Lenny.

Abosede Ogundare April 16, 2016 at 4:18 PM A lovely poem Jean...'always a pleasure to read your gems ~Abosede. Jean Murray April 16, 2016 at 4:23 PM Aw...Abosede, my pain is your pleasure. You're welcome. Better out than in.

Jan Allison April 16, 2016 at 4:14 PM Never give up hope Jean - there are some good fella's out there - enjoy the thrill of the chase .. you may catch a good one soon:-) hugs jan xx Jean Murray April 16, 2016 at 4:16 PM Hope rises eternal Jan....