seekingA Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt
Destined for greatness .
Chosen by the unseen to change tides. Fascination abound as I move, treading ever so timidly forward. My words take a cautious step, inching toward answers like forbidden fruit Wanting this wisdom denied by lip-service, scared of outcomes long since determined. Yet I press you for it, making you say what you hide. Forging through like I always do, ever so vulnerable to your discretion. © 2008 Sarah McKeever Hitt |
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Added on July 5, 2008 Last Updated on July 5, 2008 AuthorSarah McKeever HittChicago, ILAboutTake me, I am the drug; take me, I am hallucinogenic. -Salvadore Dali Pleasure cannot be shared; like Pain, it can only be experienced or inflicted, and when we give pleasure to our Lo.. more..Writing |