Feelings

It isn't difficult, believe me -
I'll always hold the lantern,
help you retrieve me,
conceive me
a poem.

Let me perch on your lips awhile -
a word, a memory, a gasp.
Let me ask
of you, feelings.

It isn't difficult, believe me -
looking at me, not wanting,
wanting to leave me -
not difficult, wanting to weave me,
a poem.

Let me walk with you a mile -
not a body, not a shadow.
Know me a window
to your feelings.

It isn't difficult, believe me -
I'll always hold the lantern,
help you retrieve me,
conceive me
a poem.

Let me ask of you, feelings.