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Apr 2014
O Sweet Baby,
lying there
with you sheets
all in a bunch,
clutching your pillow,
let yourself go.

O Darling,
envision me,
my loving-eyes
meeting yours
as you imagine
the sensual-acts
we liked
to do.

O Sugar,
I was once
your huckleberry,
your sweet loving man,
explode in my memory.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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