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Nov 2020
Sunday soul,
You took my hand,
And twirled me β€˜round the lounge
I shut my eyes,
And off we went;
to the place that’s only ours

Sunday soul,
You laid me down,
And I took in your vista
I melted down,
And breathed in;
Your mystery, Enigma

Sunday soul,
We travel back,
What untethered frisson!
Hard to fathom,
Such a moment,
Took place in our kitchen (!)
Juliann
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Juliann  Dublin
(Dublin)   
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