Unrest restlessness is this passion within..
Uncooperative emotions erupt, evolve, begin...
Complicated by the shadows of secrets and desires..
Compiled by indecency with complexities sultry fires..
Passion can bring the best and the worst out in man..
Darkness stirs embers to burn, causing a wasteland..
Out of the ashes a sweet succulent petal descends ..
Devastation gone, passions perfection cultivates to the end....
Eternal everlasting passion blooms and the air is fresh and sweet...
Inhaling fragrance so lush , as passion permeates..
From distraction to destruction to uplifting beauty..
Passion completes and reacts in us fully..
Causing sins of disturbing unconscionable acts..
To a heavenly dimension of grace for which nothing lacks..
PASSIONS WITHIN can cause us to react inhumanly or bring salvation to bloom..
To breath in desires of love or lust, passions can conquer, can consume...
Do not allow the folly of false passion undermine or corrupt..
Patsy McNutt Morgan
04/26/13
'The poet's mind is in fact a receptacle for seizing and storing up numberless feelings, phrases, images, which remain there until all the particles which can unite to form a new compound are present together.' T.S.Eliot
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