Burning – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“When everything looks like a magical oil painting, you know you are in autumn.” Mehmet Murat lldan


Your autumn hair,
tousled wild,
on fire,
my fingers burning,
you eyes seeking
the glow,
our words failing
into soft noise.

Copyright 2023 ©️Paul Vincent Cannon
All Rights reserved ®️


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13 responses to “Burning – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. Very evocative poetry ❤️

    Liked by 2 people

  2. I’m wondering if “noice” in the last line means “nice” or “noise.”

    Liked by 1 person

  3. prolificwritersacademy

    Lovely! Mind checking out my blog?


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