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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
Let me undress you...
...from wound to wound...
...to soul.*

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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
You blew me, simply, into motion,
Like pinwheel,
     Like fire.*

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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
These sunken faces
In frolicking water
Cannot bring her back.*

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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
Let January be itself,
And us, the month to follow.*

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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
Play with her,
All of her,
Her,
Except her heart.*

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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
I love her C-s and O-s,
Her zeroes,
Her parentheses.*

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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
Believe me, pal.
When she says zip,
It means unzip.*

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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
I wonder if goodbye will come,
If I say hello as often as I could.*

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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
Some answers are locked...
...so that there may be room for faith.

This I believe.*

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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
Her whisper drew spirals in my mind,
On my pelvis.
She was a cunning...
...hurricane.*

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