Siesta
Mind in a blur as cool breeze curls,
Yonder bright sun flings a sharp glare.
Sleepy moods stir in heavy swirls,
In time the ring of snores not cares;
Etch of limp form with siesta deep,
Sound sleep echoes fond slumber best;
Touch dreamy norms that comfort reaps,
Attest and show a welcome quest.
Face fondles smile in a sweet sway,
Incline pulls frame in sojourns far;
Extend limp style as stray thoughts play,
Sense without blame such lovely stars;
Time frames fiesta with midday sleep,
Apt prized siesta that grips most deep.
Leon Enriquez
27 June 2015
Singapore
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