Passion, it lies in all of us, sleeping... waiting... and though unwanted... unbidden... it will stir... open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us... guides us... passion rules us all, and we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love... the clarity of hatred... and the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion maybe we’d know some kind of peace... but we would be hollow... Empty rooms shuttered and dank. Without passion we’d be truly dead.
-- Joss Whedon

Passion. Intimate, tender and soft passion. Sensual passion that causes you to look at yourself and your life differently than you did the moment before so that you decipher what life really means and put every moment into permanent perspective.

Perfect passion that causes you to lose your composure and reveal your deepest secret, the one you’ve hidden from day and only discharged at night, while the sheets covered you and no one could hear, unleashing desires held hostage, that makes you free to express yourself in ways that only your Soul can openly and willingly pronounce, barring no holds just to keep your Soul full and free.

Passion that feels so sentimental that as you reach your peak, you experience an intensity so incredible that it can only be expressed by crying – crying that releases emotions kept even from your Self, as something inside your Soul won’t let you hold back your cry for if you do, you may die, but knowing if you cry, you can hold on tighter, ball your fists, tighten your body and let go of this fire demanding release, shuddering and frowning as it flows from the top of your lock to the corner of your toe, causing you to implode and transform...

Passion that takes you by such surprise that you can’t speak, can barely hear but what you do hear is your Soul beckoning your response, and you hear your honey even though he didn’t speak but you are so intertwined that you can hear his answers to your passion, and you realize how hungry you’ve been and now that you’ve been fed, no other taste will do. And you want nothing more than this, not even air or water because you know you are now the woman God wants you to be, the lover you’ve longed to show, and this is the man you want forever ‘cause the mesh you and he are creating is so complete and perfect that you’re actually making love to your Self...

Passion that takes your emotional virginity, that traps you and makes you comprehend the song the robin sings and makes the sounds around you feel like they were created to accentuate your pleasure. Sounds that usually annoy but right now inform you of how everything in this universe was created to complement your passion, even that cricket creaking for his mate so that he too can liberate his passion... passion that makes you realize “I love you” is not exclusive or thorough enough, and certainly you and honey can create a phrase that better encompasses what is go’n on right here...
Passion that offers no explanation for its existence, that only requires you to breathe it and be it, that sounds like your name to the 500th power, that is the silence in a crowded world where no one can hear you but the one who has met your passion and feeds it...

Passion that keeps the hurt away, that rocks you like a baby, that sings you to sleep, that holds your hand as you cross the water, that goes to the valley with you, that clears your vision so you can see, that keeps the cobwebs out of your heart, that spells you words, finishes your sentences and gives meaning to your personal essay. Passion that requires you to put your feet forward and walk, that won’t let you give less than your best and if you did passion couldn’t sign its name to it and you’d be without which is like dying before you reach your promise. Passion that smiles at you because you know you’re right and good and have so much more to show in the name of passion... Passion, to be treated well for passion is like a well that was created by a boundless, infinite God whose passion is indefinable and dealt to you so that you can get the real feel of what God is all about... intimate, tender, soft, sensual... passion...

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