Ache Poem by Aparna Chatterjee
Ache
The ache of my bosom
Is such, that it needs
The bite of your teeth
To make it ache
More and more…
And with this
Aching bosom,
My love, when I
Take leave of you,
The mark of your
Teeth - will always
Remain with me…
Making me ache
For you ~
Forever more…
My bosom bleeds yet I feed yes, the touch of the infant teeth it hugs it quite desperate that my forget my aches and milk the hapless babe when the babe chews it I cry in pain the mischief it plays again yet my mother does not refrain to shower divine power to drain........
My bosom bleeds yet I feed yes, the touch of the infant teeth it hugs it quite desperate that my forget my aches and milk the hapless babe when the babe chews it I cry in pain the mischief it plays again yet my mother does not refrain to shower divine power to drain........
The bite of one's heart is more powerful than a bite of teeths..It leads to the deepest feelings of LOVE.... What do you think, dear Poet? I have enjoyed the poem.
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4/26/2024 6:01:24 PM # 1.0.0.1119
"The mark of your teeth… (on my bosom) …making me ache for you".. nice