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Lost With Desire
my throat is dry with thirst
my stomach growls with hunger
desire comes shaped like a knife
need, a sharp blade
on a quest for fulfilment
an epic journey to quench
it slides along dry skin
parting soft tissue to give way to a river of blood
this longing is my moses
parting the crimson waves
the sorrow in me craves relief
could it be inside me?
could it be in that read sea named pain?
or could it be in you?
