Posted in Poetry

Passion


The inevitable divine force, consecrated by God recreated by man
A desire to constantly be amongst the one the other, the person you love
to kiss and hold, to touch and feel, to become one with the other, your significant other.
It is bound by humanity, so we cannot escape the overbearing need to be pleased, to please,
to enjoy the pleasure of pleasing and fulfilling a need.
How should it then be if a balance is required to bring gainful satisfaction to the love of your life?
What do you do, what do you say,  where do you go where do you stay to ensure that the passion never dies passion so strong yet to live how long, without that touch from you or me to you,
Passion my desire I know will come through.
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A creative nut with endless possibilities to offer the world. Just need to start with one possibility - my words.

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