My poem

When A Woman Loves A Man-When she says Margarita she means Daiquiri.When she says quixotic she means mercurial.And when she says, I'll never speak to you again,she means, 'Put your arms around me from behind,as I stand disconsolate at the window.'He's supposed to know that.When a man loves a woman he is in New York and she is in Virginia nor he is in Boston, writing, and she is in New York, reading,nor she is wearing a sweater and sunglasses in Balboa Park and he is raking leaves in Ithaca nor he is driving to East Hampton and she is standing disconsolate nat the window overlooking the bay where a regatta of many-colored sails is going on while he is stuck in traffic on the Long Island Expressway.When a woman loves a man it is one-ten in the morning,she is asleep he is watching the ball scores and eating pretzels drinking lemonade and two hours later he wakes up and staggers into bed where she remains asleep and very warm.When she says tomorrow she means in three or four weeks.When she says, 'We're talking about me now,'he stops talking. Her best friend comes over and says,'Did somebody die?'When a woman loves a man, they have gone to swim naked in the stream on a glorious July day with the sound of the waterfall like a chuckle of water ruching over smooth rocks,and there is nothing alien in the universe.Ripe apples fall about them.What else can they do but eat?When he says, 'Ours is a transitional era.'That' love comes true..