Passion 

Oh, to be young and passionate in the arms of a star-crossed lover

Infatuated and blinded by the ancient mystic feeling

Our connection to the Earth

The past, and the future

A feeling in the moment

The desire to connect with another soul

I close my eyes and breathe 

I think about the falling leaves
Church bells are ringing in the distance

Horns are honking in the streets

People scramble to and fro

There is a chill in the air

The old familiar scent of a bonfire brings back memories

How I love to see two young lovers

Holding hands and walking down the street

With the sort of passion that is a fire in their hearts

You can see the sparks fly between them

Passion for a feeling

Desire for each other, that ancient desire

Starry eyed and wanting

Anticipation for a kiss

Their souls pass by me

Shedding tears at my feet

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