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The thing about desire

This is the thing about desire,
It is not enough
but it is strong enough- for a moment.

This is the sadness about desire
It calls you to immerse yourself,
knowing it will run out the minute you taste it

This is the haunting of desire
It keeps coming back
leaving your feelings brewing over and over

Living on temporal surges and orgasms left-over

This is why desire is a leech
It wrings what is left of your last
slyly repainting the faintly colored past

Then when desire is done with you
It will run off
With promises of coming back
To finish you off

By Nyokabi's Poetry

P.s I will write about you

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