Father And Mother
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Aparna Chatterjee
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As you Thrust yourself
Long and Hard in me
Pray to the Almighty
That you can Impregnate me
And my womb welcomes
Your seeds inside me…
Ushering in our baby
At the end of its
Nine month journey.
Making a ‘father’
Of the man in you
And a ‘mother’
Of the woman in me.
Bu şiiri puanla
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