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Jun 2014
I was above the clouds,
cloaked in silence.
descending
along the ridge line.

Placing one foot
in front of the other
& clawed to the ice,
I dreamt of you,
everything about you,
from you sweet wiggly toes
to your beautiful lovely face.

I was in a trance
thinking of romance
& how I wanted
to get into
your pants
when I got home.

But it was the sound
of a nearby avalanche
that snapped me
back into reality.

The snowfall
woke me up
to remind me
I had to make it back
to base camp
first,
before I
could even begin
thirsting for you.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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