Clinical approachesA Poem by Sarah McKeever HittClinical approaches Fall deep in the soul When I see your eyes As I am at peace When the light shines I fall into promises made Between your higher self And the woman you know I can be.
If I let love come from you to me. I live for chaos in thought.
Your hand calmly still reaching At times when I can’t stand. I want to touch your fingers But halt in my steps Unsure I want what I deserve. Cycles laid in cement ban me Yet your pick ax love breaks me When I try to make a run for it. In truth your mark is on my heart Ever faded by relentless denying That the love I want is beautiful. © 2012 Sarah McKeever HittReviews
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1 Review Added on June 14, 2012 Last Updated on June 21, 2012 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 |