Passion by Adrian CalhounFeel the warmth,
of every sunrise.
Feel the yearning,
for a lovers kiss.
Feel the anticipation,
of a million dreams waiting to escape.
Feel the delicate beauty,
of a rose upon your skin.
Feel the power of evening,
colours setting the sky ablaze.
Feel the caress of the wind,
blowing softly across thy face.
Feel the haunting chill,
of a thousand sailors lost at sea.
Feel the dampness closing in,
from a slow drifting mist.
Feel all of these things,
and you have felt, passion.
10/21/2001 Posted on 10/21/2001 Copyright © 2024 Adrian Calhoun
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 02/22/03 at 03:18 AM Absorbing intensely that which is at hand, that which we experience is passion. That is what this poem so passionately says to me. |
Posted by Michelle Calhoun on 03/31/03 at 10:17 PM You paint a vivid and descriptive picture. Passion in your eyes is beautiful. |
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