Young Poem by Aparna Chatterjee

Young



There lies
The young widow
Longing in bed
Thirsting for someone
To share her bed
And give her those
Pleasures she once
Savoured in bed.


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There
She lies
Longing in
Bed
Waiting for
Someone
To share her
Bed
And give her
Those pleasures
She needs in bed

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