When I approached, you clutched your purse
but robbery was never the mission.
When I tried to hold your hand, you screamed
but sex was not my ambition.
When I knocked on your door, you were skeptical
but for shelter I wasn’t wishing.
When I came to you teary-eyed, you lectured me
but for words I never petitioned.
It’s a shame that you could never envision
that all I ever wanted
was for you