Mask
Your eyes smile
Charm crafts style
You know pain
Odd streaks strain
Your crisp voice
Piques verse poise
You hide fear
In loose cheer
Your face stern
Masks old burns
You cast spell
Sharp gaze tells
Your words breeze
As jolts squeeze
You know gall
Pain feels all
Your touch moves
A strange groove
You call out
In calm shout
Your face sums
Watch what comes
Leon Enriquez
11 December 2017
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2017
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