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Mar 2019
Our eyes made love
to each other
beforehand...
You were something
that felt so new
yet so familiar to me,
like a place
I have never been
but somehow never left.
I think I have known
you my whole life,
and loved you awhile
longer.
I looked into those blue  
eyes  and there  I  stood.
Helpless,
watching you happen to
me...  never caring
if I came out alive as  I
became lost  in the most
intoxicating
aromatherapy.....ever,
your scent mixed with
my fragrance.
                                                      ­                      Jon York   2019
Jon York
Written by
Jon York  Arma, Kansas
(Arma, Kansas)   
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       Gods1son, --- and Weeping willow
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