Midnight Desire

In my dreams there is always longing.

Meanwhile fatigue competes with desire in my waking mind.

Flesh bears the burden of my exhaustion.

Through this longing persists, manifested by wanting.

Desire is never truely extinguished, intimacys lust ever strong.

A look can quell fatigue, a touch triumph over exhaustion.

Because while flesh must sleep, in my dreams there is always longing.

By Nicholas Byrley


Something on my mind. It’s hard to convey wanting wars with my exhaustion sometimes. Probably the worst part of working three jobs.

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