Passion
PASSION
It’s indescribable!
Something you either have or you don’t.
Only one so passionate can recognise it in another.
The way you sit, the way you hold yourself.
Bridled passion.
A deep sadness behind the façade
Hands of strength, but gentle too.
Compassion and a sense of yearning in your eyes.
Doe soft, your lids drop to hide the pain.
Withdrawn, guarding your heart.
The healer needs healing
Be gentle to yourself dear one.
I see your pain, I feel it too.
By Maxie Macdonlad
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