Amuse
Love is the muse that calls to each,
Touch lights the fuse as zest finds reach.
Life is the dance where love funds cause,
Thrill in the trance in this brief course.
Watch as you feel the pulse of quest,
Live thus each thrill as urge knows best.
Wake up and see how joy works wit,
Wise as can be your play that fits.
Amuse your heart as muse moves spree,
Indulge fond art with frolic free.
Leon Enriquez
25 October 2017
Singapore
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