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Apr 2014
She's so dreamy,
splits my jeans
at the seams
when she gets to shaking.
The earth rumbles
under our feet
& my knees buckle
as we reach
over an eight
on the Richter scale.
Nothing compares
when she gets to quaking,
we explode together,
tumble arm-in-arm,
right off the charts.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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