Passion
Love is a passion everlasting,A world of redemption for those who have failed;
Wanting to know you as you know yourself,
I wait for you here on the darkest of nights,
How wonderful it must be, what you see
When you wake in the morning, and fall into slumber each night
I want to know you as you know yourself,
to hear what you hear, to smell what you smell
All you deserve I could never live up to,
I struggle to give you all the love you are worth,
Love is a Passion, not an Obsession,
a feeling only described by the act of a touch,
I find it remarkable, the medicinal feeling
of my fingers through your hair as you drift off in peace,
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