Passion is alive
Burning, bright, electric passion
Moving, burning, consuming passion.
Insatiable, intense and overwhelming.
It moves the mightiest men
It heats the coldest women
It tears down the highest walls
And reaches further than the deepest seas
Its touch can be as tender as a flower
Its force can destroy nations
Passion is the energy by which poets write
The source of a painters inspiration
It has the potential to create and nourish
And the capacity for destruction
Passion must be tempered with reason and logic
So that its flame is kept in check
Passion is stirred in me when I think of you
When our lips touch it pulses and shines
It ignites the furnace of my soul
And my opens the gates of my heart
Allow yourself to feel it
To taste it, to want it
My passion is for you
In this small heart
Encased in infinite potential