Passion creates, with hearts agape,
A feeling of remorse
But when the hearts, true passions starts
It’s beyond control of course.
It can be said, that while it’s fed
The heart will take its toll
For you cannot, cause it to stop
Once it is on a roll.
Despite your will, your heart beats still
And it will never cease
When it rains, you feel the pain
That passion also greets.
You can feel hurt, it won’t get worse
If you let passion drive
Ignore its ploys, and feed the joys
And let your passion thrive.
©2013 Alex Hicks