A hush and promise.A Poem by Sarah McKeever HittThis time I am a lot older and wiser able to make decisions based on facts rather than ideals placed upon me by people who are selling an image Mature eyes bring upon grown up visions and I can't help be surprised that I see you again. You are so much more the man of the day than when your face was first seen by my inner child Those eyes just barely visible bring my knees to weakness and my breath stops when I think they are looking for me. I daren't speak to God directly, for I have asked for way too much in vain. But if he could hear me just this once, I would not for second hold back I would ask for you to love me.
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1 Review Added on October 12, 2011 Last Updated on October 12, 2011 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 |