Monday, July 18, 2011

Longing Am I

Insomniac am I
Nightly I face this demon
Spellbound, I count in tens
Ominous are your eyes of indigo
Melting my lips in this sensual dream
Never fulfilled, deeply mistaken
I miss your arousal, I
Awaken-- insomnia

@laurie kolp


Prompt inspiration: Poets United Thursday Think TankPoetry Jam

15 comments:

Daydreamertoo said...

Awwww bitter sweet but, lovely.

I miss having someone to snuggle up and cuddle with. ~Sighs.

Helen said...

Dreams ... my only impediment to sound sleep. Dreamless nights are good ... Sounds like you too.

happygirl said...

LOVE the sensual dreams and, yeah, um, er, arousal. :)

Heaven said...

Nice and flowing....til the end~

Eva Gallant said...

Even old ladies like me occasionally have a hot dream!

Brian Miller said...

well there are some things worth staying awake for you know...smiles.

Lucy Westenra said...

Lovely write, Laurie. BTW . . . if anyone before me noticed, they didn't mention it. You know what I mean!

Jinksy said...

The wrong sort of awakening, with no arousal! lol

Bagman and Butler said...

The insomnia of sensuality. Love it.

Jingle said...

a fundamental feeling, well captured here.

Thanks for sharing!

visiting from Poets United.

The Bug said...

Some nights my dreams are so exhausting that I might as well stay up - but rarely do they bring this kind of emotion with them. Love the shape of the poem - an arrow?

Susannah said...

"Spellbound, I count in tens
Ominous are your eyes of indigo"

Really liked this! Nice writing Laurie.

Dave King said...

I haven't actually tried counting in tens, but I can relate to everything else here. A fine poem.

Ella said...

Bittersweet; my son has this and it is so hard to watch~ Great write!

ccchampagne said...

If you ever miss Insomnia, give me a shout and I'll let you borrow mine for a night or two... *smile* Beautifully written Laurie!