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Aug 2014
I had found you in the crooked heat
of an all night slow dance.
You were unclothed, still traveling
the hard way of a cigarette

You had come as a patron of dark lullabies,
you asked that I join you,
and commit to the abandon
of frail sensibilities.

Your rhythm is a muddled one,
but your body taught.
There are many women like you

but even so,
I only want those who will dance
to Lyrics to a song of mine.
Inspired by the smallest thing accidentally.
Jory
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Jory  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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   Em Draper, BB Tyler and Aish
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