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Jun 2019
You are every
                  breath  that  I  take
                         and you
                  are  every  beat  of  
            my  heart  and  I  knew  it
                      from the start.

                          As you lay
                 there with your head
                         on my chest
               and your  arm  around
                my shoulder, while
       running your fingers through
               my beard I couldn't
        help  but wonder  how  did
                    I win your love.

                Cupping your *******
                      in my hands
      I  taste  your body  while swaying
              to the music of your
         moans,  I realize  that you are  
                    all  I ever needed.

                  None of that matters
            now   because we found each
                     other and any  
                time   remaining  will  
                   be spent together.
                                                                Jon York   2019
Jon York
Written by
Jon York  Arma, Kansas
(Arma, Kansas)   
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