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Mar 2014
I traced your lips
on my favorite photo,
felt the energy
of your gorgeous smile,
it ran right through me,
took me away
to that sweet memory.

O darling,
do you ever,
do you ever
look at my own picture
& touch my mouth
with your fingers,
'cause
I can taste them
still?
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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