Passion isn’t something you stumble upon in the dark or find in the arms of another, Nor is it a rush of energy or an intrinsic spot you can place your thumb upon. Sometimes nameless, sometimes bold-type obvious – passion is quiet. Soul shifting, small pulses, it awaits until its whisper is heard, And thenContinue reading “Passion patiently awaits you to accept its presence”
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