My, aren't I a s**t

My, aren't I a s**t

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt
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You

You make me do things

that I wouldn't usually do.

I act out primal thoughts

and I don't care who notices,

least of all you.

 

Prayer and repentance,

I beg the day's forgiveness

because right now I would do anything

since this feels so right.

 

With your eyes on my neck and

your fingers on my wrist

I would be lying if I didn't admit

That I am powerlessly wanting you.

 

I could die in this second

from the thoughts I am having

But your breath on my skin

is a lifeline, so  I am going to hang on.

 

You have a shkocking way

of throwing my morals to the ground

and I feel so strong and beautiful

when I feel you yearning for me.

 

What should we do?

Do we stop this now?

Or move deeper into the fantasy?

 

I hope you stay

because I want you to

even if this is meant to fade.

 

We are a chemical romance.

My God how you bring out the woman I am

When I let go.

And I am letting go right now.

© 2012 Sarah McKeever Hitt


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Thats so beautiful ... such a lucky man to have your absolute love

Posted 12 Years Ago


what more could a man want of a woman? wonderful writing. lucky guy.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Oh wow! The yearning you have expressed speaks volumes!... Very steamy write. Love it!

Posted 12 Years Ago


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My lap top seems to be melting. Stunningly released work that...Oh. There goes the disk drive...that just throws caution to the winds. Absolutley abandons, and written with style and class. Superb wor. And out falls the USB port. Time to send before the keys.............

Posted 12 Years Ago


This is a pretty rad moment. In general passion overriding social bounds is something to behold. I always found this specific type of feeling to be highly exhilarating, perhaps I've lost something by letting go of the social standards I was raised with.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Sarah McKeever Hitt

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Take 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..

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