Passage
Space and time trace
As ideas come,
Right and wrong place
To style new sums.
Now and here trace
How moments change,
Urge and purge race
To sculpt new range.
Lines of verse run
In rapture wild,
Dance with new pun
To drape this child.
Let truth frame light
The way thoughts grind,
Ideas make bright
The sexy finds.
Leon Enriquez
06 February 2017
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2017
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