Aperture
Do I see what I see?
Or can the truth find me?
I sit here with fond cites,
Loiter and linger writes.
Do I know what I know?
Or can my tale now show?
Verse lines ooze as words rhyme,
Random and fragrant chimes.
Do I feel what I feel?
Or can my touching heal?
Dreamy dreamer dreams deep,
Sultry screamer streams sleep.
Do I think what I think?
Or can my thinking link?
Choice of poise finds voice verge,
Watch how stanzas emerge.
Do I sense what I sense?
Or can my touch move tense?
See through aperture clear,
Sparkle quest brined with cheer.
Leon Enriquez
05 October 2017
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2017
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