Passion
A star pulsating in all of us
Passion is amorous with diamond dust
It swells to compassion as time rolls
Passion resides within seat of our soul
It is pleasure, pure and undefiled
Passion's baby fresh scent lets us smile
Frozen hearts wake up, they even weep
Passion is the reason we enjoy scrumptious sleep
From lure of complacency we can be free
Passion equals fresh surge of energy
Just listen! it leads us to follow our heart
Passion is God's flashlight that glows in the dark
It doesn't nurture angst or hate, take heed
Pure passion won't dent its scale with greed
Passion's like persons firmly passing batons
It's as good as pupils stretching talents beyond
Now and then I'll turn to poetry writing
Pure passion in fact, is far removed from sin
Don't drop the gift while there's life in it
Climbers with passion have reached summit
I'll tell no lies, I'll take no hostages
but I've been held with this message.
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Copyright © Iris E. S-Lewis | Year Posted 2015
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