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May 2015
I've traced your lips a million times
& felt the presence of your raw form
above me
just as much.
And on many a night,
even at twilight,
and in the afternoon,
I have covered myself
thinking,
thinking only of you
Sweet Vision.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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