If lightening
displayed an attraction
To the thunder that proceeds it
If the flower bed
grew fond of
The perennial that seeds it
If the arch
adored the keystone
That allowed its strength to hold
Why then
is love forbidden
Between a fire and the cold?
Whispers In The Wind 
Awww shucks… you’re just star struck (but thanks for the vote of confidence) 🙂 Hope you’re feeling better!
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What a wonderful interpretation of a long-accepted adversity. I honestly think you could change it, and I now have personal experience with the subject, as it pertains to you, Shirley. Somewhere, the very elements are even now holding mitigation talks to try to strike an accord, I’m sure.
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Hmm, I like Ozy’s interpretation!
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Hey Oz, you’re getting closer. 😉
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I find being between the fire and the cold a great place for lovin’
Oh, thats not what you meant.
Great lines
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