Love-letters Into the Ether

[ash_of_roses]

Two poems-- you could consider them a set. I do.

Look Away

Something in the tilt of her head
the nervous joke,
reminds me of you, and I miss you sharply.
Just a moment, there and gone.
I know it is too early to admit it, having known you
a bare handful of days,
I already know it is too early
to miss your voice in the quiet corners of my very busy day,
let alone admit it.
You dissarm me so utterly.
I haven't found the words to say
However gracelessly--
You alone have looked at me and known,
out of dozens of pretenders
Wild.
Yes, I am.
Feral enough to leave poetry out in the rain
and hope that you stumble across it.

Wist

Clever hands, seen at a distance.
Someday I will chase something, want something
that isn't out of reach.
That day is not today.
It probably isn't tomorrow, either.
I'm smoking too much these days,
but it can't cover the taste in my mouth--
melancholy, and satin mis-impressions.
It doesn't change anything, won't change me.
Wild girl telling stories to hide the way I don't tell my own.