where’er come from where’er gone
amidst an aching of the heart
when through the dark your eyes hath shone
t’was lightning struck and caught off guard

i ne’er thought i’d scent so soon
slowly wafting ‘cross the space
a gentle bloom of sweet perfume
a memory i couldn’t place

and so i wandered once i dared
a ghost of worry in my heart
to it’s source a lady fair
that i did spot right from the start

a lowered kiss upon your hand
a silent question with a glance
a question floating in the air
my lady would you care to dance

– Mok Teck Ching (2013)


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