one way of explaining desire is nostalgia. we were separated at birth from where we came, from the androgynous body, the body place we came from. in the whole wide world it goes by tangent and indirection, and can be dismayingly arbitrary. it's infinite. you're in a loop, you can't go back. empty, full. full of desire, empty of want. you're held in thrall by your own body, your body now, now the soul must be the object of desire, the body's desire to be relinquished to infinity.