Passion

by Sylent1   Jan 21, 2007


My passion desires to know your soul.
But, it is I that longs to taste your lips.
My love, know I need you.
Understand that you are my hearts addiction.
A cool wind blows in all directions.
The warm sun rises and sets in two.
You, my lover, are my primary number.
My love for you is as infinity.
With letter and words I will write of my love.
With songs of love I will sing to you.
I have clearly comprehended one single thing.
Like a suddenly changed paradigm, I have realized.
My heart, my soul, yes, my very essence loves you.
My passion desires to know your soul.
But, it is I that longs to taste your lips.

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