you walked
into my dream
in those 3 inch
red high heels
flashing that smile
that stunned
the world
and before I knew it
my brain stopped
and was not
available
upon waking
the rest of the day
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Leonard Durso 
Yes. In my wishful dream I can hear the sound of the stiletto heels on the stone flag in the Melbourne Library. You always seem to catch me at just the same time.
I guess great brains stop at the same time.
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Hello Leonard – that’s absolutely arresting! Love it. I hope you are well over there.
Thank you, John. I’m fine. Been vaccinated. How are you?
I’m fine too thanks and also vaccinated. Such bizarre times we are living through!
Yes. Life just loves to throw whose curve balla.
What a cute reality!
Thank you.
You are very welcome!