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Apr 2014
O Sweetheart,
I would brave
a thousand oceans,
weather the
fiercest storms
& summit stone-age ice,
just to be
with you.

O Darling,
I am warm to the touch
& lie here alone,
thinking,
thinking of love
& you lying there,
surrounded
by your soft
pretty hair,
so nice.

O Dear Lady
my passion,
if you,
if you only knew.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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