Quiet Cupid

My heart,
a cage
locked by longing–

If only you knew me, 
I couldn't be yours.

Price of Me

I saw you 
and I wanted to leave. 
 
I loved you 
and I wanted to be known.

But my heart is held in corners—
mazed hedges with iron doors.

I vanished when you got close.

That is the price of me. 

Postscript: Love

I loved someone.
They tried to know me.
So I walked.

Love, eh?