Nightingale Soul
Notes in light tune bloom floral chimes,
Ink stains well aged in tome now tells;
Glimpse strange old runes from ancient times,
Hurl of song page where odd tale dwells;
Touch of odd hint as muse comes close,
Imprint sweet poise within the gap;
Niche voice that mints a fragrant dose,
Grasp mindful choice in joy's mind map;
Abide pure grace where beauty styles,
Love in fine notes flings fond surprise;
Etch music trace to pleasure smiles.
Sexy shrill vote frames mystic spice,
Opt happy cheer to purge thoughts sad,
Urge zest to steer the touch of mad,
Live joy that clears odd moments bad.
Leon Enriquez
13 April 2018
Singapore
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