Stages

She has me hooked
and it’s all
just all in my head.

Those blushing words
from softer lips
have me thinking
such crazy things
and when
I find what I want to say
there’ll be clouds clearing
between mornings and afternoons
followed by
the blind evenings
that have always tried
to make us listen
and bring us together.

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About Sean O'Gorman

Spoken Word poet from Ottawa. View all posts by Sean O'Gorman

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