Anchor
Sense how dark times
Can urge new rhymes
Mime upon mime
As touch greets chimes
Sad feels the gap
In lost mind map
Dawn in light blush
Ushers prompt rush
If you must be
Dare to be free
Heart anchors best
Soul fest with zest
Mind in full swing
Can cast fond fling
Echoes now surge
In inner urge
Be willing then
To move my friend
Cheer fashions smiles
Prize happy style
Breeze mellows squeeze
In sudden sneeze
Leon Enriquez
21 January 2018
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2018
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