Touching

Last echoes linger
Tell of taunting loss
Why point the finger?
Notice matt or gloss


Touching can stroke tell
Or wonder in vain
Why do you now dwell?
Glimpse upon lost gain


If you must know then
See if this makes sense
Why ask why dear friend?
Feel the present tense




Leon Enriquez
20 September 2019
Singapore
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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