Passione is a personal piece written to express my feeling on the
constant undulation of the sexual appetite.
Your eyes blaze
and I sense silk between satin.
Moment upon moment lost,
Forever ablaze on firey sand.
A look, just a fleeting stage
Where love amongst lust,
displays.
Towards a touch,
as touch commands
A restless longing.
A forgetful mourning.
Between woman and man.
So lay you by oak.
So lay you by land.
Shall there be but a moment,
in the dark,
Amongst firey eyes.
Where glass returns to sand.
N.Pablito
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