and sex. I do believe that it is primal.
All to often we try like hell to curtail and pinpoint our passion. Whether its art, a vehicle or a save the critters campaign.
I for one am too passionate. I have scared off a few because I guess I do not have a ABS system...
The worst thing one can do is bury what they feel in their heart. I can't for the life of me fathom how and why people do this. I think the key to living your greatest life is staying true to your heart. Most often it will lead you right where you need to be. It's instinctual...
I am walking to work than I stopped. I turn my face, I find you watching me from the car, smiling...
I start walking to you. You ask what's wrong, if I forgot something. My coworkers are passing us with saying good mornings.
That moment, I start walking to you like in slow...
I am very passionate for life, but I can neve fell the passion. I learned at a young age how to shut down my emotions. I learned how to shut down my emotions when my parents would fight. I learned how to shut down my emotions when I saw people hurting and...
I have been trying to find a woman all my life. Not that I have not found any. But I have not found the one that I am looking for. One can not advertise on finding love. How can someone find a good partner for life?
Don't wait for tomorrow, next week, next month or next year. You are only promised this moment and each moment that you let pass without giving it everything you've got is a moment you'll never get back. Say what's in your heart, speak your mind, take that chance and don't pass...
recognize the intensity of the feeling. Its consuming, dominating, a feeling that burns like fire. Its apart of me and It asserts itself in all aspects of my life. I desire to give everything and more in strive and effort. And to be a passionate lover. Romance and passion... oh...
broken for so long now that I believed it myself. But here is the thing ...
I have been burned and never once turned to ashes. I have been torn into a million pieces and still managed to hold myself together.
I am not broken or weak...I am indestructible
I bend without...
As I was saddling my horse, the image of you was running in my head..I'm no manic,but I keep on seeing your face and your naked body...i am craving to touch and feel you again... I know it's not possible.
I feel a pinch in my being... it's called regret.
Do you always aim to please?
Would he get down on his knees
To give you what you need?
Would she do the same?
Does she say your name?
Does she bear no shame?
Is it all in vain?
Do his lips taste of sweet sin?
Can you feel the love within?
Where do we begin?
From the top and down...
The world aint half as bad
As they paint it to be
If all the sons,
All the daughters
Stopped to take it in
Well hopefully the hate subsides and the love can begin
It might start now, yeah
Well maybe Im just dreaming out loud
Just For A Moment
Like a picked rose
your wilted petals
are becoming more visible than your beauty...
So onto thee
my gentle weathered friend
I place my lips
upon your cheek
my hands upon your head and like a tired child you melt into me
I can see how sad you are...
i come walking over to you with out saying a word take your hands slowly in mine entwining our fingers i kiss the palms of your hands lick slowly each finger teasing tasting i gently pull you to you feetand kiss your collar bone as you rise pressing myself against you as...
-The way someone looks when they see something from their childhood.
-The look in someone's eyes before they are kissed by someone they have been waiting to kiss for a long time.
-The look someone has when they first wake up.
-Seeing goosebumps on someone's arm when they listen...
I'm a very passionate person. When I fall in love, which I do quite easily, I give my whole heart intensely to the other guy involved. My supposed sweetheart and I have had our share of bouts where we left each other to try new people, but we always came back to each other...
the entire vastness of the universe is defined into a single moment of time and space, and all mystery is washed away by the gentle waves of a love and knowing far too supreme for any words to describe...
where nothing else lived for a hundred miles in every direction. This flower was life, standing proud to the sky, lapping up sunlight, digging her roots into the ground, she was living, no matter what the world told her she couldn't do, she just went on, chin up into the sun...
Oh words they only bring me complication,
And when it comes to love,
I'm useless just full of bad excuses,
And confessions gone unheard.
If only I could find a way,
To say it like them poets say,
Sing a sweet and simple serenade,
Directly to your heart.
If only I could speak...
I wonder sometimes if maybe it's just because I'm a hopeless romantic but I've always been very passionate and I love to show it I was raised by my grandparents on a small farm where all I saw was my grandmother showing my grandfather love and passion I believe those values...
from his reality
He gave me all of his secrets
He thought I was his remedy
He longed for some acceptance
He let me hear his story
He was just a simple man
Not looking for praise or glory
He kept his pure face hidden
Afraid to let anyone see
But when I put my hands on him
Love I believe in love
I've known it
The pounding heart
the lack for breath
the heavy sighs
being alone in a crowded room
falling into her eyes
and drowning forever
Every sensation sacred
to touch her
to taste her
The sound of her...
I can't wait till you ache for me - I can’t wait till you crave me - I think about what might go on inside your mind - but I really just want it to be me - so I tease you - I tie you - I nurse from you till all of you aches for me - then I wonder no more - because I know it is...
I feel so much! I feel happiness, sadness, grief, love, etc. very intensely. I do everything with so much enthusiasm and energy. I dream big. And even when I'm dreaming simple it's always so vivid. How can I describe this other than I feel the moment. If I'm walking...
that I care and like someone. whoever I like, or am with will always know that they can trust me, be open with me, cry on my shoulder, play and laugh with me, and that I will do little special things to show them everyday how much I love them. If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend...
as I lean
Into the center of your thighs
As though it is possible
To find words for such vision
As though the image of ripe persimmon
Held open and red to the sun
Could capture your fullness
You want to know what I see
And I stand mute before you
Unable to find the metaphor...
for the comfort they find in shelter.
A worthy storm comes once in a great while.
Learn how to stand strong, let the lightening send its current through you.
Don't be a storm chaser, be a storm embracer...
While the word passion for me is usually first thought of in a romantic context, I (probably as many people do) feel it CAN describe how one seeks to totally live their lives. I believe that each day I can make the choice to see it as another boring day or to savor each moment...
ssed off. 12 hour days etc. people are annoying. Every guy in the world being straight it seems is annoying. And I do get passionate about those things. for some reason I get in an excited drunken happy horny mood after working for twelve hours and contemplating suicide.. you...
It floods my senses in good memories of childhood where I felt full of energy and adventure spending hours outside playing alongside nature. Those moments you remember speeding down the street in your bike using no hands, hair flying behind you and the smell of flowers begin to...
where stars caress my eyes tintiling bright... I dream with waken eyes wondering...about life,about love,about past and future and most importantly,about present.My dreams fly with the cold wind hoping to touch even for a moment that soul who will make me happy...coz I am,and I...
that society is brainwashed into believing that they should find their passion in the life....meaning their career! Well I have news. Passion is not about your job, it's about how you live your live. Work is only a part of life and our society (and our employers) have us...
I'm reliving each moment each touch, which only increases my craving for you again today.
Your long raven colored hair flowing over you shoulders, falling over your breast.
Your perfectly shaped ruby red lips.
The sleekness of your legs, and the fullness of your breast. All...