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Mar 2014
Splishy-splash sounds
echoed with such
beautiful sighs
& with our eyes closed,
the full-orbs tapped,
smacked against the folds,
sending signals
to your fiery-*****,
I love so much.

I felt the trembling,
held the hanging fruit
& the Earth moved below.

The sacred-exchange
of the primordial flow
between us
created our
own personal heaven
& we collapsed,
emptied,
exhausted,
clinging
to each other
& smiling.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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