Hands Poem by Aparna Chatterjee
Hands
Your hands
When they
Come to me
They seek
Sex in my
Body.
I would rather
Hold my daughter's
Hands that seek
Love in me.
For, I admire hands
That adulate me as a
Woman, showering
Affection on me…
Rather than -
Debasing me as a body
And denigrating me…
Sunday, June 17, 2012
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4/19/2024 3:05:25 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice and tender, ideas different from the mainstream... (I think you' posted something like that before, or not?) Check some of my poems, if you've got the time, please!