Performance – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Performance

He was the consummate performer,
tongue so adept his
words filled her void
taking her to
dizzying heights
where the feeling lingered
and the sighs were long,
she moaned and
along the carriage
faces stared,
it wasn’t her stop
but her performance
was over.

Β©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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26 Comments

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26 responses to “Performance – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. It wasn’t her stop πŸ›‘

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  2. Nice work! Him, and you. πŸ˜‰

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  3. The long tongue of the lover, eh” Hee, hee, hee…

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  4. Thank you so much Sir for the awesome poem.

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  5. Thank you so much for the awesome poem.

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  6. Excellent!πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘Œ

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  7. “His words filled her void” is such a precise description on so many levels. I love this poem!

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  8. Beverly Crawford

    “It wasn’t her stop, but the performance was over” … a lovely phrase to remember!

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  9. Great poem, as always…not sure how much to interperet from it πŸ™‚

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  10. Ah! so both are just performing.

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