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Lost And Found – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“We lie in each other’s arms eyes shut and fingers open and all the colours of the world pass through our bodies like strings of fire.” Marge Piercy

Lost And Found

Hands as whispers,
fingers as feathers,
gestures lightly placed,
skin as eyes so softly
feel the finest tears of sweat
from deep kindled heat,
she the journey he'd dreamed,
he an adventure traced in ecstasy,
both lost of the road begun, and
found in the meander of the
lush rich map of each other.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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