IconsA Poem by Wesley L DinglerWhat do you see in this thing you touch? What do you feel for it, that you feel too much? What is it within the object that calls up your lust? That for it, you would be willing to break someone’s trust?
For there is only so much joy it can bring This object is just that; just merely some thing I do not mean to imply so harshly, of course But in the end, it is never really mine, or ever really yours © 2012 Wesley L Dingler |
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Wesley L DinglerColumbia, SCAboutI grew up in Central Alabama and began writing poetry and short stories at age ten. I am now the author of several poetry compilation, a song and lyric collection, and a collection of short stor.. more..Writing
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