I Knew Poem by David Abrahams

I knew -
From the first drunken dance at
Ocean’s Club–
I knew.
When you tumbled off the dais
And boogied on
A broken knee
I knew.
Dusted off and smiling through the pain
The fun had just begun and you
were not the type to let
A little stumble get you
Down.
I knew you were the one I had to chase around.

I called the crayon number
From the napkin in my slacks.
And after several tries I realized
The 4 was actually a nine.
And when you answered all surprised –
Because you never thought
a guy would try
so many seven number combos
just to hear your voice.
I knew -
I never had a need to make a choice.

DSA Mother's Day '10
(This poem will never be completed...)