PASSION

I PROMISE YOU MY INNOCENCE WHEN FIRE FILLS THE SKY,

WHEN THE SUN ERUPTS IN ECSTASY

AND FADING FURIES DIE.

I WANT TO FILL YOUR LIFE WITH LOVE,

SO FULL YOU WANT TO CRY

AND MAKE MYSELF YOUR LAND AND SEA,

YOUR MIRROR AND YOUR EYE.

I LAY MY HAPPINESS UPON THE PILLOW OF YOUR SIGH;

YOUR JOY, YOUR LOVE, YOUR NEED OF ME IS

WHERE MY ANGELS LIE.



ALSO, WHEN IT COMES TO FEELINGS,

I WILL TELL YOU THAT

LET ME LOVE YOU, IF NOT TOO LONG,

FOR PASSION IS A LOVER OF FRESH AIR,

RELISHING THE LANDSCAPE THAT IS THERE,

BELONGING TO WHAT MUST TO ALL BELONG.



LET ME MAKE YOU A PART OF MY SWEET SONG,

AS I WILL BE OF YOURS,

THAT BOTH MORE FAIR MAY PART,

ENRICHED BY WHAT WE SHARE.

MORE SEIZED BY LIFE, MORE GENTLE AND MORE STRONG.

FOR PASSION IS A GIFT ONE SHOULD NOT BE WITHOUT.

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WRITTEN SUN. MAY 29, 2005

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Kris Grula's picture

You are very expressive and passionate! Loved your Poem!