Mystery
Mystery draws
A certain urge
As feelings raw
Ooze and emerge
Strange as it seems
This surge consumes
A deeper theme
To now resume
So here we are
With eyes that bind
Our blurry stars
As echoes find.
A puzzle hints
Of secret fest
Where touch can mint
A bubbly jest
A pickled scene
In fuzzy feel
Drops in-between
Uneasy thrill
Cite mystery
To spin a tale
That comes to be
Change that avails
Leon Enriquez
26 October 2017
Singapore
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