Flap Poem by Aparna Chatterjee
Flap
In the middle of the night
He lifts the flap of my
Bosom
And suckles me
Hungrily…
As if the ‘baby’ in him
Doesn’t know
What he keeps doing
To the ‘mommy’ in me.
With this feign of
Innocence ~
The ‘man’ in him
Then starts
Nibbling me
Down there…
Sipping out
The juices
Of the ‘woman’
In me.
Friday, December 12, 2008
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