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As dusk settled
we set sail again
the winds were pushing hard,
we turned and turned
three sheets a broadside,
and how we rolled about
in the dark murky deep,
each time coming
back from the brink,
shouting and grappling
we clung for life
as waves crashed all around us,
then, as dawn approached,
we reached beyond
a sweat upon our brow,
we were four sheets on love
our longing now consumed.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Get on your bike … and ride to the opera house.
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Gorgeous piece! ❤
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Thank you so much Penny 😀
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Thank you so much Penny
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This was stunning Paul! ❤️ Beautiful
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I really appreciate your response Christine, thank you 😊
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So beautifully written!
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Thank you so much Victoria.
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Love the intensity!
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Appreciate your comment Dawn 😀
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yes.
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😀
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Steamy!
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😉
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Beautiful!
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Thank you Rupali.
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Fantastic! Meet the images totally! Michael
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Oh, very worst comment from me. Correct: Meets the image totally! Hope this is better! ;_) Michael
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I understood, don’t stress 🙂 I only have one language and I’m in awe of others who have more. Thank you Michael.
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😉 I would have much more languages, but they gone away. Otherwise what can you do with ancient Greek, Latin and old Hebrew??? ;-(
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Yes, I’m using less Greek and Latin
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Yes, I was really happy with the match up.
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Gorgeous and inspiring
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Thank you Kally, appreciate your encouraging response.
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Beautiful and sensual, Paul.
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So glad you liked it Winnie.
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Yes!
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Fantastic – words crafted so well evoking emotion and feeling
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Thank you so much for that.
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