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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
My tongue does not hurt
In darkness.
     It makes love.*

© 2015 J.S.P.
Draft. Making sense out of palindromes.
Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
This is all, everything,
Our love—
     A string...
          ...of ellipses.*

© 2015 J.S.P.
Draft. Making sense out of palindromes.
Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
The way she stares—
The line between attraction
     And seduction.*

© 2015 J.S.P.
Draft. Making sense out of palindromes.
Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
Someday, all deaf ears
Will listen
     To the mute poet.*

© 2015 J.S.P.
Draft. Making sense out of palindromes.
Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
The Mountains of Sagada
Know pain
     More than we do.*

© 2015 J.S.P.
Draft. Making sense out of palindromes.
Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
Know, I will hug you,
Though you cross those arms.*

© 2015 J.S.P.
Draft. Making sense out of palindromes.
Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
The science of stars
Fell deeper
     Within her heart's religion.*

© 2015 J.S.P.
Draft. Making sense out of palindromes.
Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
The dichotomy, the desire of both—
To relive
     And to forget.*

© 2015 J.S.P.
Draft. Making sense out of palindromes.
Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
Everytime you read my poems,
You also sing
     With me.*

© 2015 J.S.P.
Draft. Making sense out of palindromes.
Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
Love is setting
Both your feelings
     And a person free.*

© 2015 J.S.P.
Draft. Making sense out of palindromes.
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