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“Let my beloved come to his garden and eat its choicest fruits.” Song of Songs
She Dreamed Magenta stretched out among the wildflowers, the sun soaked earth warming deeply, colourful perfumed senses aroused while she dreamed her secret garden only he could tend. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Un balbettio che pian piano diventa linguaggio
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. - Edgar Allan Poe
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poet and author of The Light in the Cave
A place to freely express emotions and ideas.
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Man is a self-conscious nothing. ~Julius Bahnsen
"That I may publish with the voice of thanksgiving, and tell of all thy wondrous works." Psalm 26:7
Articoli su Medicina, Legge e Diritto, ma anche Aforismi, Riflessioni, e Poesie.
Un balbettio che pian piano diventa linguaggio
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. - Edgar Allan Poe
Korean cooking, restaurants, and delivery foods
poet and author of The Light in the Cave
A place to freely express emotions and ideas.
Home of Democracy Jones
Man is a self-conscious nothing. ~Julius Bahnsen
"That I may publish with the voice of thanksgiving, and tell of all thy wondrous works." Psalm 26:7
parallax 
Sweetly sensual 🙂
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Thank you Chris, I’m certain it’s better not to use a sledgehammer, glad it worked.
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Subtlety is all!
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I’m with that 🙂
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Poetry for lovers. Beautiful Paul.
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Thank you so much Gabriella.
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SOLOMON WOULD BE PROUD!
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High praise indeed, 🙂 thank you Jonathan.
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
MEDITATING…ON SCRIPTURE…LITERAL INTERPRETATIONS! 😀
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Many thanks 🙂
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UR WELCOME.
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Your poems are beautiful! Thank you!
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Thank you so much, appreciated.
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Oohlala
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🙂
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Ah, to be seventeen again . . .
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Yes, where did it go ….
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Another place and time entirely. And gone forever.
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Or lurking in the inner self waiting to be 🙂
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Now, there’s a thought!
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Dig in I say, better than watching the news!
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A skilled gardener is everything! 😊
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Absolutely Ana 🙂
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Simply Beautiful 💜🥀
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Thank you so much Noorien
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Beautiful, Paul.
Yea, where did it go…
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Yes, where 😦
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Many thanks Chuck
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a bit raunchy rev ….
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Lol, but a muted version too 🙂
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muted yet saucy 🙂
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🙂 I always reckon that understated is more powerful.
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absolutely!
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Dreams are my only escape. Thank you Paul!
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Very sensual, bringing a lot of positive thoughts into a grey scaled world. Thank you Paul! Enjoy your day! Michael – Btw: Hope you are not touched by the new lockdown in your country.
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Many thanks Michael 🙂
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You too Paul! For very interesting and motivating thoughts.
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😉
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😉
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Wow very sensual – so well crafted
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🙂
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