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Stocking fire,
my hands were burned,
you smiled
afterwards,
meanwhile, the agony
was beautiful hurt.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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Ouch! Been there 🙂
Model is my DIL’s doppleganger!
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Ah, what a coincidence! Yes, I think more than a few of us have been in that situation 🙂
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Part of the ride I say part of the ride!
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That’s the spirit 😀
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Always 🙂
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True! 🙂
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🙂
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:-))
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Delightful
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I’m so glad you liked it Luisa.
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🌷❤
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Ah.. Beautiful!❤️
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Thanks Richa, glad you experienced it that way.
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Love the poem and love the picture
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Thank you 🙂
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beautiful hurt, a phrase to remember
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Thank you Gina, glad it is memorable.
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Nice one, Paul!
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Thank you Winnie.
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Great poem💖
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Many thanks 🙂
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Much appreciated Charles 🙂
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My pleasure, Paul! I really identified with this! Knowing what the price will be ahead of time but willing to exchange it for even temporary bliss! Bellissimo, My Friend!
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Ah, yes indeed, that I understand.
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Lovely poem!
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Thank you Antonia.
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