demanding would be simply this:
Quietude. The ordered mind.
Erasure of inner lie.
And only love in every kiss.
From Hymns of Darkness by Nissim Ezekiel
I met a man, loved him. Call
Him not by any name, he is every man
Who wants a woman, just as I am every
Woman who seeks love. In him...the hungry
haste of rivers, in me...
the ocean's tireless waiting.
By Kamala Das