I desire to be desired

I desire to be desired.

Don’t judge me.

Alright, call it my flaw.

 

My tattoos, my piercings, my nail art, my new hair cut

I want you to look at, appreciate. 

If not you then who

Else my emotions may slide in through open windows of someone else’s heart.

 

I want to be ogled at, checked out, smiled at

Even whistled.

That lustful gaze gives me sense of worthiness

Makes me feel sixteen. 

Inspires me to shop, dance, visit parlour

Try out teeny-tiny lingerie. 

 

Don’t let the passion fizzle out my love

I am a woman. 

I desire to be desired.

 

– Kumar Gautam