Heavenly
A glimpse of voice
As grace moves poise
In lovely choice
A touch of grace
To touch your face
As poise firms face
A muse calls out
As stillness shouts
In silent pout
A rhyme in time
Moves in crisp mime
Where stillness chimes
A sacred space
Of mystic grace
Now anchors trace
A lively bit
That now must fit
Beauty's sure wit
Leon Enriquez
17 February 2019
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2019
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