A Love Poem Written for a Mosquito
By Kyra Saige
Everybody wants to kill you because of your vampire-like tendencies, but I’ ll just let you sit. They grab the nearest object to smash your tiny body without thinking about your gender, or orientation. They assume they know what you are because of the way you look, and where you came from. You’ re so beautiful and no one realizes. They do not understand that you were not made by accident.
We are alike, you know, little one. We both find it hard to survive without the sun and have fleeting thoughts that race through our minds like your wings zooming past my ear.
As you land on my book and distract my thoughts, let me tell you that this here is a safe place. A place where nothing can hurt you. You may not understand that I could kill you right now with a little wave of my hand But I won’ t, because I have no reason to. You know other things though, that I do not. Please do not be afraid of me, little one. I am not your enemy.
I wish I could shrink down to your size and fly around, farther than I’ ve ever been before. But you are probably wishing that you were bigger. Please suck all the blood you want from my skin. You cannot take enough to harm me. Maybe I will be uncomfortable because of the poison that is now coursing through my veins, but I’ ll know that you never meant any harm by it. You have your own to feed, as do I.
All my friends say that you’ re bad, and I know I should think so too, but they never stop to think that you aren’ t prejudiced as humans are. You are only trying to survive in this harsh wild. So tell me, little mosquito, Why is it that I am deemed worthy enough to decide whether you get to live or die? Just because I am bigger than you, does not mean that your life means any less than mine.
I hope you have a good life, little one. Please remember me, the kind one. Come visit me again, and remind me at a time when I most need to hear it that you, a mosquito, have lessons to teach that I cannot learn by myself. As you fly away, the sun catches your wings and I see how hard you are trying to survive. Be careful, my dear. I hope there are more people out there who treasure you as I do. I hope we meet again in the future.
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