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Mar 2014
I asked, 'will you'
she said, 'I will',
and the thrill of that sound lifts me up off the ground
'til I'm floating on air,
with her.
Kissing those lips until the tingling in my toes reaches the tip of my nose and then kissing some more.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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