Insomnia

I never sleep well here.

When you take down your hair and putter naked around the bedroom getting ready to for bed, you look like a magical Viking God, with your silver hair, and pierced ears, and amazing ice blue eyes. The shape of your body, curve of your ass, severity of your nose are all so regal.

It doesn't matter how sex addled and love drunk I am already from your attention; how am I to choose sleep and ignore your delights? I crave you, body, mind, and heart, constantly.

my insomnia is self induced. nights are spent infront of a screen as fingers dance across the keys to a tango all their own. my mind races into the night, hoping to out last the others. the ideas. the love. the passion.

my insomnia is self induced. because without it i would have nothing.

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You can have some of mind. How do I extract it?

View Thinker #0080ff's profile

if i could i would, but only if i could give it back later. i rather like my self-induced insomnia. its something i have control over

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