They pair you with

The one

Who most desperately wants

What is about to be done

Who keeps lamenting

The fact

That she is aging

One doomed to spinster hood

Who talks incessantly

About what she desires

What she needs

Who will ever be alone

Because for another

She can't be

Since "it" is all about

Me

And you feel the pressure

From every comment

To be receptive

To her pleas

And you can't wait

For the time to leave

By

Calder Wolfe