Poem Hunter
Poems
Sure
(15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)

Sure

Climbing the hill
climbing into the sun

I(wounded in love)
staggered and fell

clutching you to my chest
rolling in heather together.

And you, saying: “This...
would be a good day to die
...happy as this! ”

And I saying: “I’d rather
live for you
...live with you! ”

And you going all coy
with a mock “Oh, my! ”

And you saying:
“Are you sure? ”

And me saying:
“Sure, I’m sure! ”

And you said:
“Can I think ‘bout it? ”

You give it a second’s thought
& smile.

“Sure! ”

And sure enough
you did

(and showed me a spare pair of panties
and toothbrush in your pocket)

“Just in case you asked...a girl has to be prepared! ”

I laughed

never so sure
of anything in all my life.

User Rating: 5,0 / 5 ( 1 votes )

Comments (0)

There is no comment submitted by members.