It lies in All of Us
Sleeping
Waiting
And though Unwanted,
Unbidden,
It will Stir,
Open its Jaws
And Howl
It speaks to Us
Guides Us
Passion Rules us All
And we Obey
What other Choice Do we Have?
Passion is the Source
Of our Finest Moments
The Joy of Love,
The Clarity of Hatred,
and the Ecstasy of Grief.
It hurts sometimes More
Than we could Bear.
If we could Live without Passion
Maybe we would know
Some Kind of Peace
But we would be Hollow
Like Empty Rooms,
Shuttered and Dank
Without Passion.
We'd Truly be Dead.
- Angelus
Knowing He is Your Choice
See His Love Grow in Full
Magnetic is His Heartfelt Pull
Smell the Scent of Lusty Desire
Lifting you Free from Emotional Mire
Touch the Warmth of his Power
Yet Gentle Be in its Deflower
Taste the Essence of His Love
And Float Together on Clouds Above
Passion For My Lover Be
Wrapped in Our Arms - You and Me
