Inner Critic

Be silent inner fool...
...for one does not retire
when passion rules...

for this spark...this
flame ever burns...

...this hold...this grasp...

...this inner woman yearns...

compulsion...overwhelms...

this undying surrender...

this soul thrives...
...thrives and feels the scorch
of the fervent fire...

...this soul hurled by true
passion...

truest of love for I am
not without spurn...

for this passion is nothing...

...I am nothing...for myself...

...this passion is nothing -
nothing without spurn...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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