When I bleed

When my muscles crush,

I wish I could get a massage.

I imagine a friend

Who will pat my body
with his magic fingers
around my waist
and relieve the pain
from the muscles around.

This is the only time
I feel  less stronger
than the male counterparts
Can feel their muscle power
crushing me around
And fells un powered
I envoy the strong muscles
and the carefreeness.

And when body ached,
My crushing muscles
longed the finger touch of
My partner on my stomach
But it was only a dream.
For my periods
has remained till now
A private affair.