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Nov 2012
The smiling eyes like deep blue pools of love,
Delicious drowning feeling every call I make,
A flash of our seventh heaven lunch in Wien.

The lovely feeling of you nestling in my pocket,
Forever with me, good vibrations, but apart,
This lonely traveller is sleeping with you now.

Ten thousand miles, so far but yet so near,
Another week before my blue turns bright,
In your β€œHi, good morning” arms again.
Ian Beckett
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Ian Beckett  Dublin and Vienna
(Dublin and Vienna)   
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