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Dec 2021
I miss a kiss
A blissful moan
From a Miss
A gentle soul
Whom I admit
Her heart I stole
Her scent, it lingers
Smelt by nose
I handed her
A single rose
On a knee
Where I proposed
You never know
How these things go
If there’s a chance
She could say “no”
Where I’ll then sink
Into a hole
Having left myself out; exposed
But, with love
That’s just how it goes
Jason Paul Klenetsky
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Jason Paul Klenetsky  50/M/Florida
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