Charm Poem by james watkin

Charm



Charm, I speak as one, too familiar
Of this trait, peculiar.
Having been on the girlish end
Of whom giggle through you.
That one could almost say, is meet
To your seeking out, sweet
Word-jumbling and tumbling; and all such
Helplessness, askew.

Friday, August 12, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: charm
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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