“Just say the word.”

The invitation
Hung in the air
Between them.

A life
On the run
Had made her suspicious
Of anything resembling
Home.

Yet,
Here she was,
Looking into
Her golden eyes,
And doubting.

A voice inside
Kept telling her
To run away,
Hit the road
And not look back.

She remembered
The warm touch
Of her skin
Resting
Against hers.

“But what if
I just can’t
Stop running?”
She answered,
And looked away.

She saw
A brief moment
Of doubt
Pass across
Her eyes.

A soft hand
Pulled her face
Towards a
Black-lipstick
Smile.

“Then we’ll run together.”