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Apr 2015
Lie there facedown
on your tummy Grace,
and let me trace
your backbone
with my warm
tender-kisses.
And please tell me
if I miss a spot.
It's not that I want to,
I only want to
hear your soothing voice,
the melodic
sweet drone
of your satisfaction.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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