Passion

He gazed at me through clouds of smoke

Eyes low and sparkling like two diamonds against dark brown skin

I’m scared

Of what

Everything that you are and everything I’m not

How can you know what is and not

It’s in the way you speak without offending

And argue your point without rising

But you

Your soul is an inner fire my love

As does matches against grain

Words strike your soul

Be not afraid of this fire

For some

Call it passion

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