Illusive

Photo courtesy of Sharena Willams Photography

Amidst the crowds she stands, her beauty only enhanced by those which pass before her.  My eyes constantly drawn to the place at which she first appeared.  Yet inexorably she moves, keeping me in search of her radiance.  My yearning to bask in her glow leaves me aching at each moment in which she is concealed.  As she fades from view, my feet move of their own accord, dragging me forward.  Regardless of the danger, I will follow, and though I may perish in the vast depths between her and I, it is better than living without her by my side.