hain nahin ab
baiNgni nipple aur bhooray aureolae
yaad hai kaisay thee zindgi
bhool jaao shaam ki thandi hawaa ki chumiaaN
choli se nikaal kar azzadi ki jaldiaaN
bhool jaao uski ki hatheliaaN apnay mammon par
uski aankhon ki kushi mammon ko dekhtay jhuk kar
bhool jaao uska moonh, uski jeeb apnay nipple pe
uski behad bhookh poori hoti apnay mammon pe
bhool jaao ubharti hui utaijna baaeeN ya daaeeN disha se
behti hui badan main, paunchti hui jhaangoN main
bhoo jaao us k haathoN ki jagaah jab vo hota tha mazzay main
meri mithi mithi mehbooba, tera swaad baDa mitha mitha ay
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Mastectomy
Wanda Coleman - 1946-2013
the fall of
velvet plum points and umber aureolae
remember living
forget cool evening air kisses the rush of
liberation freed from the brassiere
forget the cupping of his hands the pleasure
his eyes looking down/anticipating
forget his mouth. his tongue at the nipples
his intense hungry nursing
forget sensations which begin either
on the right or the left. go thru the body
linger between thighs
forget the space once grasped during his ecstasy
sweet sweet mama you taste so
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