Make Sex, Not Love Poem by Lev Brekhman

Make Sex, Not Love



Love is so poignant and delicate.
Sex, on the contrary, rough.
Life's indelible predicate -
God is the witness, above...
Sweaty, and thirsty, and bloody, maybe,
Bodies entwined through the ages.
Here the question, 'to be, not to be? '
Is just a whisper offstages.

Thursday, October 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sex
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