![]() DarknessA Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt
Is it just me,
or at night, when I turn out the lights and open the window to explore the twilight the darkness screams of you? I can only imagine what the night would proclaim if I questioned boldly that which neither of us say So I stand at attention to keep from being too obvious in those raging moments when neither of us say a word. © 2008 Sarah McKeever HittReviews
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1 Review Added on October 28, 2008 Author![]() Sarah 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 |