…….He promised her rapture, walking toward her showing all of his parts but none of the whole. She could sense the sweetness of the finale, but did not know how to reach out and make that happen. Her mind tossed about, eager for the taste, the desire building as she sought what she came for. Reality and Dream intertwined Like heavy smoke in a room until she could not tell one from the other.
It waxed and waned, Sleep would claim her again, sometimes bringing dreams to the forefront. “He” came and went as he pleased….”he” gave her hope, and would then walk away, leaving her Thirsty, her parched soul Yearning for that which he denied ………. His Name …….Was Doubt.
So This, Although not derived from Insomnia, was there in my dreams, asking for a way to express itself. I hope that you have enjoyed this one 😉