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Apr 2014
Behind closed doors,
in the magic
of the comforting-moments
that enveloped us,
our souls mixed.

It was purity,
snuggled
next to you,
basking
in sheer-ecstasy.

Intertwined,
we lay
giggling,
counting our
rows of toes.

Your smile
complemented
the string of pearls
you wore
around your
sweet delicate neck
& tears of joy
flowed
like heaven crying.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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