To This Day – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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To This Day

The wolf ran past yowling and yelping,
pure terror in his eyes,
and I wondered what I might encounter ahead,
so I continued the path for a while,
till I saw you approaching my way,
and as you passed you moved your hood,
so that I glimpsed your unashamed eyes.
You fixed on me with a determined stare,
and my heart stumbled in a beat,
as I registered the sweetest pain,
then we continued our separate ways,
and though my life went on,
I can never erase that day.
Your beauty was a beauty of the painful kind,
arousing an unquenchable desire,
you still haunt me to this day,
and so I hunt for you in every crowd.

©Paul Vincent Cannon



Filed under Free Verse, love, poem

28 responses to “To This Day – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. effigyskirl


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  2. Hello, I just nominated you for The Sunshine Blogger Award! Congratulations!

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  3. This reminded me of “I don’t even know your name” by Shawn Mendes. Lovely lines!

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  4. Love the mystery, tension, yearning and the moment of fleeting parallax! Gorgeous photograph, too.

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  5. lync56

    Amazing poem – such evocative words


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  6. ah the infallible lady in red … all you blokes succumb 🙂

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  7. Another great angle and wonder who we should fear!

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