To be
Who he
Is.
Not what
He ought
Or thought
He is.
Frantic,
Fanatic,
Lover
Of her;
Consumption
To consummation,
To complete communion
With her.
Why, he has the world!
Can it really be
He
Found it through a girl?
They says that through Him
Is there
Such bliss;
So I wonder
Whether I'll ever
Be
As he
Is.
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Author:
Spencer Wilhelm (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Was at work and quick jotted down something on paper and thought it sounded kinda cool. Love to hear your thoughts. God Bless, Spencer J. Wilhelm.
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Comments4
Fascinating and rather intriguing, curious, rather. I remain undecided. Rendered in tasteful brevity with a far deeper message than its size would suggest. Thank you for sharing.
You're welcome!
A wish to be as someone else but not sure that that will ever happen. A fun read
Thank you!
You are most welcome
A sense of wanting to be another person, but as they really are and not what they pretend to be. I feel a question of sexuality being raised and does marriage really bring around bliss, enjoyed the read
But none saith, where is God my maker, who gives songs in the night;
(And wifes to love, as our own bodies). Nice work.
It is enough for the disciple to be as his master, and the servant as his lord.
Thanks!
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