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May 2015
When we meet
I will not
even say hello.
I will take you
in my arms
and kiss you
so hard you will
begin to melt
as will I
and finally
we will become
one hot,
steaming puddle
on the floor
with nobody
else to say
hello to.

~mce
Mike Essig
Written by
Mike Essig  Mechanicsburg, PA
(Mechanicsburg, PA)   
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