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Jan 2014
She is the most reverent sweet girl,
is devoted to me in every way.
She plays the nicest games,
twirls me around,
loves to play,
knees on the ground.

The excitement
in her pretty-eyes
& flush on her cheeks
while I stroke my hands
through her gorgeous-hair
brings a whole new meaning
to the power of prayer,
her kneeling,
me standing
on shaken knees,
spent.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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