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…

poem by Aparna ChatterjeeReport problemRelated quotes
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