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Mar 2019
You softly moan as you stir
    the rustling of sheets,
whispering your awakening.
   "No,  don't get up yet,
     linger here with me,
let me hold you for awhile."
     I whispered in her ear.
                                                                                 Jon York   2019
Jon York
Written by
Jon York  Arma, Kansas
(Arma, Kansas)   
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       ---, --- and its gonna make sense
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