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Apr 2014
I dream of you
lying in repose,
your delicious
raw perfume
permeates
the air,
no cares of
the temporal world
can be found here.

Surrounded
by burning candles,
we explore together
all the ancient mysteries
of the universe.

Whispers of
our desires,
subtle & forceful
commands
accentuates
our tender,
fiery moments.

The sacred-sounds
we make
& the curling of your toes
has taken me
to another plane
& for once,
I truly understand,
the meaning of pure love.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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