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Temperature Rising

Passion, Wonderful sensation. From lust, and desire. Divine temptation; Soul on fire. Found within fassion. There is no defeat, no escape. A heat in mind, Etched in your fate, Burned within Time. It sinks in so deep. Passion is Love with a drop of Sin. Ideas scattered and tossed, No way to win. Hormones blazing in passion's view, Juices boiling on the brain; All things created in sinful bliss, Without any kind of pain. Sometimes found within a kiss. Or even within a look or two. The powerhouse of mind and heart. Where time collects a toll; rips lives apart. Buys your smiles and pays with your soul. A portrait; a picture; of procreation. With a misinterpretation, called Love. Satisfaction of heart, fullfilled in mind. Passion is happiness, when you've forgotten time. When you've found God, sitting Above.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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