The Wiles Of Women Poem by Adams King

The Wiles Of Women



My Son
women are like books
with no definite title
you can't read them all

My Son
beware of their looks
beauty that sparkles
but inflict falls

Sunday, August 16, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: deceit,women
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