Passion Fire
From time to time there is a song on the air.
The sweet perfume of lust bring desire to the night.
Top shelf passion splitting atoms with desire.
Of the heat of flesh are loins set aflame!
What madness is this drive that strikes down both beggar and king?
??? questions ??? so many questions ???
The heart has reasons that reason knows nothing of!
Dung or gold… wealth or poverty… none are barrier to it.
Heap upon the sultry night the lust of all passion.
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