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Dec 2013
I drift to other places
thinking
of you,
the things
you tell me
you like to do.

My heart rises,
feels like its
in my throat,
visualizing
your pretty face,
filling you up
with your desire,
my strong hands
wrapped around
your slender neck
taking you
to new heights.

Speechless,
you do not fight
as I release my total
fury in spurts,
breathless,
not hurt,
smiling
with our eyes closed.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
(GRB090423)   
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