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Feb 2014
Words can only do so much,
they can stimulate the mind,
but I want to feel real.

I crave your skin on my skin,
I need to hear you whisper
secrets in my ear,
I will free-flow
my own dreams
deep inside into you,
let's taste
our sacred mixture
run
     down
my rosy-cheeks,
while you kiss me.

That would suffice!

I admit,
I'm naughty
& I'm nice,
too.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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