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Aug 2014
It was a cosmic trip
we took,
her & I.
Next to our altar,
candles burned,
her hot beads of sweat
dripped into my mouth
& I swallowed
her soul.
Lying awakened,
I remembered the smell of her hair
& she forgot my name.
I lost her somewhere
between
the stars,
behind the raging sun.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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