Is running in circles what life’s all about?

(I do love you, you know.)

We run up hills.

(live for the thrill.)

And never stumble going down.

(gathering details all around.)

Yet after thousands of laps, it seems like we’ve done this all before.
.

(is déjà vu a chapter in the Kama Sutra?)

But if we break the circle pattern, which way to go?

(I want to gather you and love you wherever you stray.)

The finish line has always been anathema.

(don’t speak, just pant, and I’ll follow you anywhere.)

And sprints have never really seemed that challengely long.

(chase was never the measure of our affair.)

But I got to tell you I just love the way you kick and show me your stuff.

(our hearts pounding, our lungs bursting, never kisses enough.)

So stretch it out one more time, baby.

(collapse in embrace.)

And we’ll call it another timeless tie in our non-race.