Complications

These hands
have held her
screams and moans
and wrapped
around her shiver.
My eyes have seen
and lips have kissed
and all have
made us quiver.
It’s not too often
that we drink so much
and speak of
the things we see,
or start the ball
the way we did that night
when those of us
came to be.

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About Sean O'Gorman

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

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