The Pursuit of Excellence

Catch me if you can

Give in to temptation and lament your desperation for release

Does it hurt

Or is there pleasure you derive in knowing I will never leave you

For even though, you give me life

I will never permit you more than a fleeting taste

I would slowly wither, grow old and die

How can I compete with the pleasures of this world

Even if it was I, who gave them to you

I care for you more than you know

Chase me mortal man, but never catch me

And our love will last forever