Photographer Poem by james watkin

Photographer



A leering lens, coupled with
Rapist's subterfuge
He from one o'er-trusting stole
Lineaments - including a mole
Sentimental huge!

Her prestige had diminished not
As with that crime met.
Intact, alike her innocence
Face-turning's lack of pretence;
While playing coquette!

Wednesday, October 30, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: photograph
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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