Passion
Passion
blue sky ignites,
passion incites,
passion fights,
to be free to ride.
lady delights,
heavy breathing might,
beach might us abide,
he stood alone and cried:(
and it was hardly tried,
no consequence to ride,
just realitys bride?
bewildering, delight sometime tonight.
the artist draws within their mind,
and couples words, duck ponds and yet,
the water flows and it will rhyme,
and on it goes, the passion sets,
until another time:)
Don Johnson 6-jul-11
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