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Nov 2015
The Sun is not allegiant to the fire.
The grass crown the earth before your feet,
Trees stretch their long hands like those
Of a drowning man's, and the sand shines,
Revealing itself, like attenuated stars,
Like eyes, a lot like eyes intoxicated
     By an eager love.

See, I adore...
     ...your chaos.

I don't believe in storms
Rid of miracles, nor lies
     Of truth.
    
I will make you love you.*

© 2015 J.S.P.
Draft.
Jeffrey Pua
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Jeffrey Pua  "The Pearl of the Orient"
("The Pearl of the Orient")   
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