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Jun 2013
A Kiss
We sat on my step
For at least an hour,
talking about nothing.
Both of us were waiting for something.
Perhaps a kiss?
Promises to never say goodbye
But leave with just a kiss
Until next time.
Jay
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Jay  Minnesota
(Minnesota)   
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