Maze
Maze
In a trace
Of precious grace
Daze
In a space
Of profound trace
Joy
In a feel
Of words that heal
Ploy
In a will
Of surging fill
Touch
Of a pain
That lives again
Much
Of a strain
In sorrow's train
Style
Of a way
In sad delay
Smile
Of a stay
In sanguine day
Mix
Of a spoil
In endless toil
Fix
Of a soil
In earthly oil
Sad
Of a kind
In bold design
Fad
Of a mind
In mad align
Tale
Of a case
In sultry pace
Sale
Of a face
In sheer disgrace
Sum
Of bad parts
Straight from the heart
Come
Of wet art
Now torn apart
Gaze
Of sure dance
In fleeting trance
Daze
Of pure chance
In stealing prance
Lines
Of sure wit
That ever hits
Signs
Of fine bits
That ever fits
Groove
Of wise thoughts
That seem to plot
Move
Of loose lots
That feed the rot
Leon Enriquez
02 December 2014
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2014
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