Dear heart.A Poem by Sarah McKeever HittSet me free, dear heart and I promise I will come back to you in the star lit morning feel me because I am keeping watch over your sleep those moments when you are vulnerable and you feel your resolve slipping taking you to a broken place where you feel barely breathing I will stitch you together at just the right moment, and bring you back to me. Timing and patience silence and waiting nothing will keep us apart as long as we can still dream. The lighting bolts which ring like fury and the lovers that keep us apart are no match for what lies in store for us when we finally choose to believe.
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Added on October 12, 2011Last 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..WritingRelated WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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