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Dec 2014
You brushed my hand
And raced my heart,
It lingered for a day for ever.

It was a Thursday when
you kissed me first,
and on a Sunday once again!

When your lips touched mine
my eyes closed shut
while flying wide open!
Lynn Greyling
Written by
Lynn Greyling  SOUTH AFRICA
(SOUTH AFRICA)   
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