‘I love cow.’ said I to her
for its feminines.
‘I too, for its piousness.’
said she.
‘I love doe’s eyes.’ said I
further,
intending her own eyes.
‘Yes, for its innocence.’ was
her reply.
I averred, ‘I love jasmine.’
Meaning its sexy odour.
She replied, ‘I offer it to
the God.’
Desperate in my attempts,
I said, ‘I love women.’
‘Yes, for her motherhood.’
I was greatly confused
If she pretends or prevents,
If she evades or avoids.
Is she shy or caught by
qualm?
She is not an idiot
To fail to grasp the intention.
No rejection; hence assuaged.
08.11.2008
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