Insomniac Poetry

by

I would much rather be asleep right now

but something is keeping me from

the warm and silent bed of my sweet
Something is pulling at me,

nagging at me,

making its presence known

and WILL NOT leave me alone
It tugs at my inner mind,

wrestles with my thoughts,

and forces itself into my dreams

Wwould that I could sleep,

lie my head down next to her

and smell in the sweetness of her skin
But instead I sit here,

typing out these words

which are crying from my head,

making themselves known and

keeping me from bed.
-dec 1, 2003

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Why don't you look at Hogging Free
by: Ted McIlvenna
from: Liverpool, England, UK

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