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Thirst for Passion
Parched is their throats;
Bewildering desert experience.
Raw, cracked lips bleeding;
Isolated, the lonely wanders;
They thirst for passion.
In bars, in gyms, in churches;
Piercing eyes pleading,
Hungry for a soul mate.
Arid plains echo emptiness;
They thirst for passion.
Wolves gather to devour;
Hungry for fresh meat.
Stalking these lost sheep,
Unsuspecting lovers of life;
They thirst for passion.
Shadows in the moonlight;
Escape made into caves.
Sleep in peace tonight,
Tomorrow will be brighter;
They thirst for passion.
Awakening from a dream,
Running into the hidden oasis.
Drinking from the crystal river;
Loves healing soothes the soul…
Quenching their thirst for passion.
Embraced by loves strong arms;
Squeezing the succulent juices.
Abundance of sensual blessings,
Completely and uniquely satisfied
Is their thirst for passion.
20Oct11
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