Charles Bukowski - A poem for the playgirls of the universe lyrics

I like women who haven’t lived
With too many men or
Had too many one night stands
I don’t expect a virgin but
I simply prefer a woman
Who hasn’t been rubbed dry by experience

There is a quality about
Women who have chosen men sparingly
It appears in their walk in their eyes
In their laughter and in their gentleness
Women who have had many men
Seem to choose each next
Out of vengeance rather than feeling

When one plays the field, one works against
All purposes: One can’t create love or
Art you’re finally left with the same
Commodity you have given:
Nothing

Some human beings are delicate things
Some human beings are delicious and wondrous
Things

If you want to piss on the sun, Go ahead
But leave them alone