The Chase.

The chase is almost over
moro yester it hath begun.
and i am fully afraid of what be yet to come.
so dine me with your curage.
Your fire.
Love.
Joy.
For the chase be over and under,
before i am ready.

This be make no sence?
how though it does to me
i cannot commited to thee.

The chase is all i. had. have.
the fire before my storm
so fill me with your courage
for i cannot hold on.

Kaya Pearson
28/03/11