Passion
The hot sun of summer sets loose our passion
and once more our thoughts turn to love
seeking the same warmth from a lover
filling us with joy as our cups overflow.
Making this beautiful world shout
coming to life with dainty colour
the shades set our hearts wildly beating
as we thrill with passionate feeling.
Hark listen to nature's cries of cooing birds
the sound of animals crashing through overgrowth
as they beat a path to the one they desire
blazing with a mass of passionate senses.
Once more our hot passions rule our heads
we step forth without the usual caution
all in the desire to replicate ourselves
to bring forth to life a new generation.
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