Waif Of A Woman Poem by Lev Brekhman

Waif Of A Woman



Her 'crises of being herself'
Have swept her all away.
She could live fairly well,
But that would be a day!
Instead she liked igniting
Wild lust in various males.
Her nerves increased her rating,
But she abhorred the tales.

Sunday, October 26, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: woman
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