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Dec 2014
I found my keys still in the lock.
My underwear in the hallway.
The location of my left brown is shoe remains mystery.
I still enjoy the 'fizzing' in my blood stream.
My legs can hold me, just, amid the dental floss and ****.
You were such a clown I had a funny, funny time.
And then no inch was left un-kissed no depth not reached.
We climbed and climbed and crashed within a tangle of moist limbs.
Our meeting was important but this the next is as well.
Gotta run, gotta hurry let yourself out when you're ready.
Hey!  A rose, aw what a gesture.
I left you pancakes and some coffee.
Call me.
Bill Dynes
Written by
Bill Dynes  Liverpool UK
(Liverpool UK)   
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