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Aug 2013
Hot balmy night
Walking hand in hand
Drawing  their names in the sand
The smell of the sea filling the air
What time is it ? What do they care
Another world somehow descends
Both feeling like there is no end
Urgent kisses, passion desire
Electric touch ignites a burning fire
Abandoned clothing
Naked free
Their love blind
They cannot see
They exchange numbers
Promise to write
"But they never do it was just one night. " ........
Lorraine day
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Lorraine day  Blackpool
(Blackpool)   
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