women without success
come in naked dress
high stakes street
cold cuts
sandwich spread
and a pickle
dead end darkness
no nickle no dime
just a few moments
a passionate kiss
a passionate embrace
and where death is birth
and heaven is earth
love is nothing
and it has no worth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A pickle dead end of life! Thanks for sharing.