Snowflakes in Spring

crushes

I wish
If I would scream
And say
Everything
You would notice me

Maybe see my words
And skim
Every depth
For days
And still notice
Something

... might actually see

You could love me

Or write to me
Your own poem
About how you think you're
To clingy
And I'd smile
And say
I don't mind
The attention

Because
I like being seen
Then, being invisible
Like I am now

A gentle ghost
Writing something
You will never see

It's nice to dream