It gnaws at my heart,
Pulling at the sinews with blood stained teeth
Wanting to shut down my brain.
My poor brain.
Its persistence is maddening
And it will not let me sleep.
Moaning that echos in my ears
Heavy panting and the sound of moistening lips.
I feel a heat that reddens my cheeks
Like chaotic fires in the night.
If I could shoot it down, I would,
But it wants to possess my thoughts
And make me lust for the flesh of others.

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Title: Desire