Daniil Ivanovich Kharms
Daniil Ivanovich Kharms Poems
|3.||An Evening Song To She Who Exists By My Name||4/7/2010|
|4.||But The Artist...||1/1/2004|
|5.||First Poem From The||4/7/2010|
|6.||Foma Bobrov And His Spouse||1/1/2004|
|7.||I Love Sensual Women||1/1/2004|
|8.||Petrov And Kamarov||1/1/2004|
|9.||Sleep Teases A Man||1/1/2004|
|11.||The Red-Haired Man||1/1/2004|
Comments about Daniil Ivanovich Kharms
I Love Sensual Women
I love sensual women and not passionate ones. A passionate woman closes her eyes, moans and shouts and the enjoyment of a passionate woman is blind.
A passionate woman writhes about, grabs you with her hands without looking where, clasps you, kisses you, even bites you and hurries to reach her climax as soon as she can. She has no time to display her sexual organs, no time to examine, touch with the hand and kiss your sexual organs, she is in such a hurry to slake her passion. Having slaked her passion, the passionate woman will fall asleep. The sexual organs of a passionate woman are ...