Passion Poem by Lynda Graham

Vibrant colors flying through the air
throw words, speed of light with no movement
long dark hair caressed by unseen hands
voice of passion and of sand
so dry and scratchy, yet so soft
when he is happy
sparks of passion in his eyes
glances sharp as piercing knives
Stone barriers will not hold
he'll melt your walls and burn your soul
dare you try to stop him
He is all you hate
He is all you love
He is all you fear
change in gentle kindness to hell's firey fury
and back to pure passioned love
and all done in seconds
as cool as the raindrops against your back
He is the unconquerable predator of your soul
for all you are he is too