I would

I would that you would want me

Want me more than your ego

Would allow you hide

Want me more than your reticence

Could conceal

I would that you would seek me

See me

And melt at the sight

I would that you would touch my skin

And feel yours light ablaze

I would that you would miss me

If I were gone for days

I would will so many things

But you shouldn’t always have what you would

Else all the good you did get

In getting wouldn’t be so good.

 

©5-31-2012 L. Ashwood

 

Like A Bug

Capture me

with your stare,

Let me squirm

‘neath the thumb of your gaze,

Pin me down

and let me not escape

or excuse myself

from possibility

and potential.

Hold me,

just so,

so my wings don’t break–

And dissect my exoskeleton

to see my soft

squishy

insides

Catalogue the insanity

Become an expert

in me,

Be translator

Of my chirps

and rhythms,

Go out

late at night

to find me

Observe me,

learn me,

love me,

like this:

Like a dragonfly,

cicada,

or firefly,

Wonder at me,

Look at me,

Capture me

In cupped hands,

Like a rare Jamaican Giant Swallowtail butterfly

And love me

Like a bug.

(c) 5-9-2012 L. Ashwood

 

Today I let go

Today
I force myself to walk away
To let go the last strands of cord
Keeping your boat at this port

Today
I run with scissors
To cut heartstrings still attached
Hoping the quick
Will also be painless

Because yesterday
I tried to warn you
Give you a fighting chance
And then I realized
If this fight was worth fighting
It would require no inviting

So today
I release you
Fish into the sea
Lion back to the wild
Kite to the wind
And let you go

You never really loved me
Anyway

© 4-24-2012 L. Ashwood