Charl JF Cilliers
Involuntary Giving - Poem by Charl JF Cilliers
as the most endearing,
as chaste reluctance
moves unnoticed to
Spring never brought
a blemish to your candid gaze,
never attached any poignancy
to a naked glance.
And summer was too much
engaged in blossoming
to know that imperfections would bring
the tenderest, most haunting of all wantings.
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