Shyly Preserved Poem by james watkin

Shyly Preserved



It seems this life, after all
And its basket's fill of
Trinkets and treats, pried
To lavish us with, spoil, must
First be denied.

Painful truth, heart learned, when you
Through girlish love, approached.
Unkissed, turned off by!
Not fate-ready? Ah! For whose cause
Alone was shy!

Monday, July 18, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: waiting,affinity and love
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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