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The hiss of
fifteen denier crossing
and that off the shoulder allure
hem an invitation,
ripe ruby red lips engorged
kisses only our eyes could feel
so lost were we in each other,
alas, alone again,
and O how I yearn for you tonight.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Senseous and gorgeous writing, Paul.
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Thank you for sharing that Megha, much appreciated
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Sensual!
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Thank you, yes, temps running high 🙂
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“The hiss of fifteen denier crossing … ” and the lines that follow. Wow!
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Thank you so much Dawn, yes, the tension of that hiss.
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I loved how you conveyed the heightened awareness of the moment.
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Thanks so much 🙂
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🙂
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soft and inviting, into a moment holds much promise
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It does, that sense of the next moment, lovely comment, thank you Gina.
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Oh my…I was swooning, till the end when you say “alone again”…felt like a cold shower 🙂 Fabulous writing…you take us with you….
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That is very kind, thank you for the wonderful compliment and reflection.
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Most welcome.
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Love it, Paul! You are always bringing positive thoughts into my life. Thank you, and best wishes, Michael
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Many thanks Michael, very much appreciated
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Thank you very much for the wonderful read, Paul! Have a nice weekend! Michael
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You too Michael, and thank you 🙂
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Many thanks Charles
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Always my pleasure! Have a great weekend!
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Beautiful
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Thank you 🙂
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