“I want to know what passion is. I want to feel something strongly.”
Is passion a verb or an adjective? We know that passion is always the source of our most brilliant moments, the wave that sends ecstasy through our veins. It is the gravity that we feel when we get lost in the dance or enchanted by a song. It is the pleasure of sexual energy that is imagined even before the touching takes place. The human body was built and designed to generate passion.
Passion conquers fear and sends you into a turbulent storm to feel, something beyond our tame existence Passion burns like a fire that cannot be extinguished by anything other than acting upon your desire. Passion begs for you to ignite every nerve in your body, to burn like a Phoenix and become baptized by sensuous journeys.
Let your lust verify that you are a human being, walk into the fire and leave the ashes of love behind. Remember the struggles are what lead you to passion. Still waters reflect the need to feel. Passion will free you, it will gift you with something more beautiful than you can imagine, something stronger, something wilder something that will elevate your soul, give wings to your madness and courage to your life.
On a personal note, (my darling Viking)
With you I forget to breathe, I starve for you, I crave you, I want to sit before you, listen to you, touch you, love you beyond all reason, wear the scars of our journey proudly and with purpose.
You are my passion, you drive me to the primal places of the ‘unfettered howl’.to the edge of the world and beyond, to my knees, to the flames of hell and the softness of heaven. I love you when the winds are silent and when the storms screams. Everything in our world wills me to you, the cloud, the sun, the sky and the earth.
Choosing you was not the safest path, but it has been the most glorious and the most passionate. I would do it over and over again throughout eternity.
I have learned from you that fear cannot be trusted but taking your foot off the breaks and letting go can take you to the place of mystical roses and translucent waterfalls. I will always write about you in the language of rapture and fire. I will ink our story upon my skin and I will inject our love into my veins. You are my letter to every star in the universe to every soul who cried out for love, to lust as it walks into the arms of craving, to the fates and the ebony raven, through the love storms and into the eyes of seduction.
I write for you until this tale of ecstasy falls upon the endless pyre of being.
I surrender myself to you, to the forest and the trees, to your shadow and your light, I embrace the happiness and the sorrow you have stitched into my life. You are my only poem, my only sculpture, my only dream.
And here is the secret revealed, “falling in love is easy. Falling in love with the same person repeatedly is extraordinary.”
Passion is a verb.
Omnia vincit Amor: et nos cedamus Amori.
Love conquers all, and so let us surrender ourselves to Love.
Keep the Faith,
September 15, 2022
Illustration by Pete Berg
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