Thursday, May 1, 2008

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.

1 comment:

GP Salon said...

Sounds like a classic example of getting exactly what you want, and then regretting it. Been there, for sure.