They amputated <br />Your thighs from my waist. <br />For me they are always <br />Surgeons. All of them. <br /> <br />They dismantled us <br />One from another. For me they are engineers. <br />Pity, We were a good and loving <br /> <br />Invention: an airplane made of man and woman, <br />Wings and all: <br />We soared a bit from the earth, <br />We flew a bit.<br /><br />Yehuda Amichai<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pity-we-were-a-good-invention/
