Lev Brekhman Poems

'Want sex? ' - a sticker on a car.
Why not, if it is safe...
If not, it can for life you mark,
So don't be too brave.
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Slightly offended by shortness of it,
Looks at himself in her eyes.
Heavenly better than 'beating the meat',
And hellishly strident were cries.
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Eternity of rhythms,
Eternity of bodies.
The food for any myth,
Even very bloody.
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It does not make the least impression
Upon the course of any life -
Serenité, or rabid passion:
The end is always, always rife…
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... But it is just a play,
Of bodies and of mind.
The symbols so lay,
As if love you can find.
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Even a cloud,
High up above,
Can be a shroud
For ardent love.
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When pain is overwhelming, rich,
You better shout, cry.
Oh no, you can't find the beach,
Unless the sea gets dry.
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If the sparrows come here,
If they pick and pick at seeds,
Then the happiness is near.
Though not as a gift for deeds,
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Always... always ready,
To rise and fight again.
Life is not easy trading,
We often live in vain.
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