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Sep 2013
Our sweet departure haunts me today-
You left me with such a high,
A high that all drug addicts wish they could achieve.
But no injection could ever accomplish this feeling
Of lust, happiness, bliss coming from your soft fingertips
As you stroked my back in our goodbye.

Now, my back and heart ache for your gentle touch.
I need to see you again for that wonderful high-
You are my addiction, your eyes, your embrace, your voice...
Come back to me.
June Rose
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June Rose
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   Jennifer Freya, Timothy and ---
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