A Poem

A friend of mine wrote this poem in New York in 1963; I'd like to share it with you here. Please let me know your thoughts. It certainly resonated with me.

Decision

When I first wanted you
I baited and schemed
And lay in wait

Then our hands met
And I needed you
(When the thrill coursed through),
And I turned my head
And cursed myself and said
I didn't want you.