Me
"He created adam and eve
eve created from adam's rib
so be the bone to the dogs
satisfy hunger, lust"They say
All same, born by making love
The love of soul binding, body to one
Fusion, fertilisation, full grown
steps same, structure same
Does overgrowth of parts
make us different, inferior?
Does extension of muscle and skin
make you different, superior?
My nipples wont drip milk
no sperm ll meet my egg.
My canals wont drip blood
virgin should i stay eternally.
No rope, No redness
No satisfaction, No blush
No pain, No commitments
let my goosebumbs take rest
They may call me a prostitute
let them, for its better than
be called a wife, live as harlot
As i dont need license for my body.
MDH
Copyright © Meenakshi D H | Year Posted 2017
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