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May 2014
You told me
you wanted
to taste
the substance
of my fiery-soul
& with parted lips,
you spoke godly-things.

When our eyes met
in rapture,
you captured me,
swallowed
all that I had
& becoming one,
I lost the feeling of sadness
& became whole
with you,
the swallower of my soul.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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