My Quiet Passion Poem by Leah Jeanne
My Quiet Passion
I do not understand
I am not meant to…
These feelings surround
Consume
Heart-felt and strange
A quiet passion
Slowly built but smoldering
Unusual
Unreal
First night spent beside
Basically strangers
So right
I knew
Years past
Distractions ensue
I missed you
I return to you
You matter
So much Too much
Ever so slowly
You stole my heart
Don’t ever give it back
It is yours
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