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Peter Dore Nov 2018
We sipped cocktails in the dimly-lit lounge, candlelight flickered, not a sound was heard beneath the murmurings of the early morning revellers.
A high pitched giggle pierced the snugness, the light chatter and knowing looks of lovers and would-be-lovers, smiling at one another, dreaming their dreams and dreaming their partners dreams for them, they came to enjoy the evening and the night would take care of itself.

Our day had been splendid, more than we could ever have hoped, and now exhausted but not wishing the day would end we escaped into the comfort of each other, for once to the exclusion of all others.
We talked of everything except what we were thinking and what we were thinking was exciting and the very thought took away our breath and our hearts drummed a faster beat and drinks done we departed in search of a finer heaven.

— The End —