Janani Vijayakumar
I made love to you one night
and came back feeling as beaten
as the bus I sat in.
I held on to the frayed seat,
stared out the window,
and felt my fingers numb.
Hidden away like a sin,
I wait for you.
Come, suck the sweetness out of me.
Drink me, be sated.
Today you celebrate your anniversary,
and my weakness.
Janani Vijayakumar is a poet and author from Bangalore, India.