my passion, your passion

my passion...anchors me here
dancing with each other as we climb to zion
interlocked, i flood my heart into yours
opening the gates from the dammed up reservoir
my passion is pumping..breathing...seeing
my passion is both of us as one being
breathing in unison to the instinctive rythm we hear
eyes locked on each other as we sing our song

your passion..explodes violently
gyrating and twisting as we dance
the time now is not for romance
but for us, you ferociously jerking
eyes rolling, tongue turning..toes curling
blood rushing, face flushing, bodies thrusting
breathing in unison to the instinctive rythm we hear
eyes locked on each other as we sing our song



Poetry by Steven Mawer
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Written on 2006-04-28 at 15:26

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Onyeka Nwelue
This is extremely nice.
2006-04-28