Rapture
Rush of sure air,
Air that now primes;
Primes a sure tare,
Tare that cheer chimes;
Urge lingers reach,
Reach in fine etch;
Etch each to each.
Apt primal sketch,
Sense a kind charm,
Charm that brings end;
End that must sum,
Now splendour tends;
Do follow sight,
Sight that grows light.
Leon Enriquez
27 November 2014
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2014
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