Old Lovers

Soft silk covers what tale conspires, Old lovers walk a broken talk; Once upon sense comes show stopper, Show and tell then that jaded feel; Harsh words align a bitter feud, No need to be so polite now; Hands choke the neck to strangle ease, No offence gains a foothold kind; Twin hostile feeds go well with speed, Indifference hosts twisted strands; Till death do us part company, How best to plunge that fatal kill; Pray then for peace under the ground, When lost is found perhaps too late. Leon Enriquez 29 October 2015 Singapore