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Jan 2014
I needed to know her better,
so I slowly slipped inside her spirit,
'till both of them rested against
her moist skin.

Thus, began our dance,
our sweet rhythmic romance.

When it's this deep & trance-like,
you know she understands you,
'specially when you free-flow
your own personal thoughts
like the morning dew.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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