There are days you
Feel like you’re on fire
Unstoppable, confident,
High-spirited and lithe
Some days rage
With burning queries
About the essence of life
Questions meant for God alone
Then comes those dreary
Days of monthly bleed
Cold and crampy and gory
With a desire for warm or heat
A steamy shower; a hot beverage;
A massage with heated towels
Soothe and provide comfort from
The miserable menstrual cramps
Some days you burn
Hot with a relentless desire
Craving to be held and pampered
Caressed in a tight embrace
Made to feel like a woman
Stoking every pleasure
Inherent in your ripe feminity
Kissing, cuddling, touching
Cloaked in fiery passion,
Only you know what sates
That urge and kills the fire
Like when water douses a flame
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