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“We loved with a love that was more than love.” Edgar Allan Poe
Remained Your lips were open invitation to the breathless arched verge, your eyes a consummation, a holding gaze of drama unveiled, but your words were a raging fire for my ears, and you smiled as I burst into flames, and when the smoke cleared your kisses remained. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
It so happens!😊
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🙂 very much agree.
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🥰
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Thank you Cheryl
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oooh powerful visual here Paul! 💖
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🙂 Thank you so much Cindy.
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You’re so welcome Paul!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Many thanks indeed Chuck.
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😁✨✨👍
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I LOVE THIS
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A great imagery of romance.
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Thank you Michael.
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Tempestuous!
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What a great descriptor, thank you for that Liz.
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You’re welcome, Paul.
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A beautiful romantic poem
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Thank you indeed.
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