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Nunc scio quid sit amor Now I know what love is.
The moment needed no words
we conversed in other ways
till we made our point
and then we lay exhausted, spent
the air sucked right out of us
in breathless, telegraphic counterpoint.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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Climate Change
this love fairy fell in love with her ghost
A Love Affair With The Past
Writing, blogging, journaling
Tales from the Life of a Lost Soul
An Art Journal
Poetry is an emotion, it can be a feeling or a song.
🙏🏼✝️✨🌼
My Blog
parallax 
Wow! That’s beautiful
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Thank you so much for that.
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Lovely, Paul!
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Super post, Paul!!
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Wow, thank you.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Many thanks, very kind.
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Happy to share your posts, My Friend!
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🙂
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Beautiful
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Many thanks
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Hot hot hot
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Indeed 😊
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