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Feb 2019
You will ask
for a match
and I will
give you
a wildfire.
I don't know
how to love
small.
So I brought
her mouth
to mine and said,
"I am going to kiss
you until the only
name you will ever
taste is mine."
And just before I
walked away
I whispered to
her "Just because the
timing is off
doesn't mean that
you and I are not
destined to be
together, there's no
end to our story."
                                                         ­                           Jon York  2019
Jon York
Written by
Jon York  Arma, Kansas
(Arma, Kansas)   
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       Gabriele, Em MacKenzie, --- and Lily
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