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Waiting – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo by Wesner Rodrigues from Pexels “One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.” Virginia Woolf Waiting Sweet, sticky juice, the way your fingers caressed the glass, your lips upon that long, slender straw, while your eyes offered private conversation as the world passed by in blurred abstractions, your smile takes me […]

Waiting – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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