Old Lovers
Here we sit:
Fond love here,
Wears mellow wit,
Feels wonder cheer.
You and I:
Old lovers dear,
Calm joy sighs,
Feel light strokes here.
Sit a while:
Watch morning sun,
Dance bold style,
Feel fiery run.
Old age knows:
How fashions change,
Touch now shows,
New things seem strange.
You and I:
Such rustic feel,
Magic highs,
Breeze by goodwill.
By this bench:
Sit and hold hands,
Sun beams drench,
Love understands.
Leon Enriquez
29 July 2018
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2018
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