All I Ask

I told you once
a long
time ago.
Truth be told
I’ve told
so many times.
Stay away.
Keep your distance.
You know the
of getting
too close.
I run, yet
you wonder why.
And so it goes.
If you only knew
what I could
if I felt free.
I’m insatiable.
But there is
a price.
Stay away.
Keep your distance.
I can promise you
a paradise
you’ve never
But I
must be free.
Not owned.
I can take you
to the
valley of the gods.
And beg for more.
But all I ask is
Stay away.
Keep your distance.
You called me
and I
for one moment
you understood.
But I was wrong.
You didn’t stay away.
You didn’t keep distance.
Don’t feel
There will be
And each time
I’ll tell them
if you want me
Stay away.
Keep your distance.
One more time.


Photo: ©Cyril Fluck

Dori Owen

Dori Owen blogs on, is a columnist on, a contributor/editor for The Lithium Chronicles, created the Facebook page Diary of an Arizona Girl, is an author on AskABipolar, was featured in the books FeminineCollective RAW&UNFILTERED VOL I and StigmaFighters Vol II, and is a zealous tweeter as @doriowen. She's a former LA wild child who settled into grownup life as a project manager, collecting an MBA and a few husbands along the way. Dori spent her adult years in Southern California, with a brief stay in Reno, and has now returned to where she ran away from in Arizona. She is a shown artist, writer, and her favorite pastime is upcycling old furniture she finds from thrift stores. She lives with her beloved rescued terrier, Olivia Twist, and the cat who came to visit but stayed. The love of her life is her grown son in Portland, Oregon who very much resents being introduced after her pets. But she she does love him the most.


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