• Passion is fun, in a burst it is done,
    And gone tho' it is, you long for it's kiss,
    The sweet tender taste, that touch on your face,
    The fire that burns, but ne'er does waste,
    This flame, it's alive inside of us all,
    And too soon sometimes does it flicker and fall,
    Hold it tight, don't let go, It is yours to know,
    This flame we call passion, this passionate flame,
    Takes heart, takes shape, and then takes aim,
    It makes you weak, makes you weep whilst you sleep,
    But stronger you are when all is said and done,
    And glad as well that you tasted passion.


    Paul Santiago

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