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Feb 2014
I wish I could run
my fingers through your hair,
smell your sweet precious skin,
kiss your honey lips,
feel myself buried
in your delicious thoughts.

I close my eyes,
squeezing them tightly
& my mind visualizes
you here with me
here in my bed,
where I lie alone
naked & dreaming.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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