The Slaves Of Love Poem by james watkin
The Slaves Of Love
Finger-fragile, these slaves of
Love, the prince, peerless love
Brought in. And by
A worded breathlessness!
Achieved through nervousness!
Through ailings, shy!
From their kneeling, fawning
Will rise a great mourning
In sense turned round.
Tis not wanting ever
Step free of a fetter;
Slip that, hand-bound.
Wednesday, August 14, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: love,slavery
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