John W. McEwers

Freshman - 608 Points (6/20/1980 / Nova Scotia, Halifax)

I'Ll Touch You Like He Won'T - Poem by John W. McEwers

I hear lawyers wear gloves
or carry around evidence
in little sealed clean bags
like ham sandwiches

I hear lawyers pick up stuff
with the dainty tips of their fingers
before pointing those fingers
like outing witches

I hear lawyers wear suits
and good ones never sweat
but do good men ever not
sweat good for you?

These men can't compare
to my hands so bare
with a gymnast's grip
to prove my love is true

No gloves, even loves, will
barrier my passion from you.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 3, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 4, 2012

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