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you                 don't            know 


my                    love!


it              doesn't    whisper,



or speaks quietly    in        traffic         


where   it               might            not              be              heard.


my               love
                                  
                                      SCREAMS
                                                        LOUDLY even in the hush of the evening!



you             say                    you                 know me,
        
    
but                   you,               
                                         you don't know me.


PASSION!


it's in my work
                                  it's in my love
                                                                   sometimes they are the same.


PASSION!
                            for the woman I love
                                                                          it's in my kiss
                                                                                                         

let me 
                                                                introduce you to bliss.


PASSION!   
                            if I am your friend
                                                                    you know it...YOU KNOW IT!


you will see it in my eyes
    
                                                  a highway deep
                                                                                    

                                                                             an EXplosiON inTENse!
 

PASSION!

if I love you, 

             you know it, 

                             I'll be your full moon every night!


you think you know me 

                then call me by my name...


PASSION!
                           
                      when I write , it requires surgery


I have to split open the rib cage.
  

                                                                Break every bone.


It is the only way to get to the heart,



                                                 then you have to remove it


expose it,
                           
                                   it s~q~u~i~r~m~s as it is pumping.


It leaves a mess 
                                     

                       blood is spilled everywhere.


The bones heal
                           but
                                       you hear the sound of metal
                                                                                      on metal 


the gate shuts behind you.
                                                      
    
                                         There is a horrendous sound
                                    

it echoes in your skull,

                                     in your mind.

   
                                    There are sleepless nights.


There is a cost
    

                      a heavy cost. 


PASSION!
                          
                   If you want to speak to me,


after your punctuation is in place,


                            once your meter is formed perfectly,


                                                   I mean I don't mind.

            BUT! 

                  I want to see your heart,                        your love,


                                                       I want to see 


PASSION!


You say you know me, then address me by my name...

                                   
11~25~2014
Maurice Yvonne
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