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Jul 2014
Constantly she
visits me
in this
after midnight hour.
Her great power
speaks volumes
as she
consumes me
& together we
end up,
way up high,
riding furiously
on the skyrocket
of love,
sighing.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
(GRB090423)   
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