Perhaps love is cause of my insomnia.

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Perhaps love is the cause
of my insatiable insomnia.
The eventuality of closeness, the essence of its core,
yearning in the dark hours.
The incessant song of life
drowning out my silence, heard deep within my
dreams.
For how can I sleep when
such adventures lay
ahead?
How can I lay in slumber when
an ancient mist claws at my skin?
Perhaps in the lonely solitude of darkness,
my soul calls out to love
and there between
thr veil of light and dark,
I hear your soul calling back.

Karen Hayward ©2016

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blossom666

Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

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