When I am with you
Life ceases and heaven begins.
The encompassing passion demands
That I surrender myself.
When I am with you
I know nothing of the person.
I am in your absence.
The reality of life is seemingly imaginative,
And my imagination knows not of reality.
When I am with you,
The indescribable passion and bliss
Is more than I could have ever conceived possible?
I would then assume the inevitable question
Isn't whether or not passion and bliss are prevalent-?
The universe will forever testify.
The question is, rather, whether or not
The inconceivable magnitude of it all
Is accepted and by each...
Because in accepting,
One cannot be hesitant or unwilling
To embrace this immense opportunity set before him.
Passion overrides the consequences.
And when I am with you,
Passion overrides all.