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Lingering

The desire never leaves.

 

But what is desire alone

but a single sock,

without a match,

without a foot to carry it?

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Written by
a-kind-of-nostalgia
American
Published
Jan 5, 2012
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5·22
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Copyright © Claire Shelton 2012

"Desire" here does not refer to all types, such as the desire to write a book or get married.

Here, I am referring to the desire left over after a relationship ends.

And how when all that's left is desire, it's nothing but a useless burden.

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