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Apr 2015
It looks like
it's one of those mornings,
where you lose all control,
you lying there like that,
pulling your knees to your nose,
wiggling your toes,
taunting me
with your flavor.
You know I adore you,
you know how to make a grown man swoon,
you are a pretty dream,
girl.
O Dear,
the moon's gone down
& you know,
this ain't no frown.
It's the biggest smile
in the entire universe.
Steady Darling,
hold it there,
moon or not,
it's going to be a great morning,
I can just tell,
you're going to agree...
see.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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