makememad: “It is unlikely that any portrait will ever do Desire justice, since to see her (or him) is to love him (or her),- passionately, painfully, to the exclusion of all else.Desire smells almost subliminally of summer peaches, and casts two shadows; one black and sharp-edged, the other transluscent and forever wavering, like heat haze.Desire smiles in brief flashes, like sunlight glinting from a knife-edge.  And there is much else that is knife-like about Desire.Never a possession, always the possessor, with skin as pale as smoke, and eyes tawny and sharp as yellow wine; Desire is everything you have ever wanted.  Whoever you are.  Whatever you are.Everything.”The Sandman: Season of Mists
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