Insomnia:Thoughts of him

She looked at the curtains casting weird shadows in the dark.She has always been in love with dark though the realization had been a bit late.It always made her think about him.How she spent the time with him or talked with him on phone or simply lay there in his arms.She had been wriggly from someday,it was a weird feeling she could not pin point where or what or why.A insatiable urge to cry on and on.She missed the whispers,kisses,hugs,sweet nothings,care,joy and et al. She imagined the last time she had met him.It was beautiful,words were too less to describe the feeling.Entangled within each others embrace covered slick with sweat smelling of hunger and desire.Body stroking with body,the night breeze blew softly through the thick summer coat.The way his stubble felt while he peppered her with kisses from face to neck.Hands caressing each other.Breathes resuscitated and dropped with the torturous touches.Teasing with every move.

The physical separation and emotional need were too much for her to bear that she realized while thinking all this.Whenever she was alone,she only thought about him.The veil of darkness kept her secrets and clandestine meetings intact. Harboring them safely in the shapes of clouds,stars and the moon.And she smiled one last time.Tears streamed down her face and she lay there with open eyes fighting with the insomnia.

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