Passion, Love , Romance
Passion kills the loneliness,
even if only for a while.
It give your lungs a reason to breathe,
and your mouth the chance to smile.
It makes your heart start beating,
though it may skip a stroke,
and your minds imagination,
again loosed from its yoke.
Love removes the emptiness,
and fills your waking hours.
It gives to you a purpose,
an object of desire.
It provides a destination.
A heart that you'll call home.
It fills your empty dreams at night.
You no longer sleep alone.
Romance's across the table,
dinner just for two.
Wine glasses approaching empty,
a full night meant for you.
Fingers intermingled,
eyes lost in a trance.
Hand in hand you're walking home.
Passion loves romance.
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