I want that woman’s passing emerald green trousers.
Not only that; I want to be seen with the sun dappling them;
I want her braided hair;
not yet her youth.
I want that woman’s garden;
I want that experience of tending my own roses.
Not only that I want her feelings;
I want to feel what she’s feeling!
I want responsiveness.
Written by my younger self in 1988!
©
Ingrid Andrew
Women ARE responsiveness! 🙂 ❤ And so true–!!