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Feb 2014
The wonderful thing about technology
is the ability to achieve spontaneous combustion.

In the blink of an eye,
I can explode in sheer ecstasy
here alone thinking of you
& your sensuous ways,
the way you love to play.

O what joy,
to do this act all alone
in the seclusion
of my empty room!

Now, it seems emptier
without you here
to enjoy this
post-******
technological bliss.

O I miss your wet kisses,
the warmth of your touch,
so much!
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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