Poetry from the Depths of Insomnia #1

“Soul Mate”

Insomnia drives me to late nights.
Thoughts of her.
I couldn’t stop if I tried.
But I don’t want it to end.
I feel like never before.
I want to hold her close.
Never letting go.
Sweet embrace.
Our hearts beat in sync.
Lips meet.
Two bodies.
One soul.

~ by AnEmpatheticPerson on July 13, 2008.