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What’s Done Is Done
(15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)

What’s Done Is Done

Our little room
an everywhere

where we read
Donne together.

Nakedly we lay
& we said nothing

all the day.

Our souls
lost in love’s
silences.

I in thine eye
thou in mine

mirror
to the other.

Speaking only
the gentle language

of kisses.

When we have done
(we have not done)

for we have
more.

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