What do women want?

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