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“One is not born, but rather becomes, a woman.” Simone de Beauvoir
Always That Something
To be close to her is to
feel the cosmos
beating in my heart
running lucy’s diamonds,
essence of fairy dust,
pockets of poppies,
nosegays of lively moves,
handfuls of shooting stars
that tingle goosebumps
in ripples of swoon,
drenched in the purple
of mountains and
the turquoise of reefs,
always that something,
to be close to her is to
have it all.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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Beautiful poem and quote by By Beauvoir!
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Thank you so much for that.
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My pleasure!
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Beautiful
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Thank you Cheryl
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“to be close to her is to have it all”….perfect close.
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Thank you Sandy 🙂
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Welcome, Paul.
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Agreed!
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Many thanks for that.
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Oh my!
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Many thanks Punam
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Pleasure, Paul.
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“to be close to her is to have it all”, beautiful and so sweet.
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Thank you very much for that Amy.
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Beautiful
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Thank you 🙂
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Gorgeous and what a tribute to “her.” Reminds me of The Carpenter’s song, “Close to you,” which is one of my favorites of theirs. “On the day that you were born, the angels got together and decided to create a dream come true…” ❤
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Yes, I have that song, wonderful, and thank you Lisa.
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You are welcome, Paul.
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Karen and Richard Carpenter couldn’t have said it any better.
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Many thanks indeed.
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Another shivery poem. I like it very much!
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I love your description, embodied response, thank you Liz for sharing that.
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For me, the best poems evoke some kind of physical response.
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Yes, i agree very much.
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Greatly enjoyed, esp Lucy’s Diamonds.
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I just couldn’t resist, many thanks Ron, and I’m so glad you enjoyed it.
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An absolutely beautiful poem,.
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Thank you so much for sharing that.
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Beautiful post!
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Thank you so much
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I love that Carpenters song too, but I had a Beetles song in my head 😁
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Ah yes, Harrison’s Something
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Thank you, that is a lovely connect Lisa.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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No escape.
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😁✨✨👍
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A wonderful poem, and a great quote too. Even her friend Sartre was in parts a very scary one. 😉 Michael
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Yes, he was intense, thank you Michael 🙂
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You too, Paul! Stay save!
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Yes – You too!
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Thank you!
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Beautiful lines 💙
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Very kind, and encouraging, thank you so much.
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Wow you feel all that !!
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🙂
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