WHERE MY PASSIONS LIE
- Douce

- Sep 12, 2021
- 1 min read
They asked me where my passions lied
I thought long and hard, then I replied
They must be hiding deep inside
For when I looked
Each time it took
Days before I could find
A single glimmer
Of anything more
Than she who enraptures the whole
Of my mind
Past the image of her,
I am blind
This too
I am told
Shall weaken
In time
Though I’m sure
That everyone’s lyin
All I can do is
To keep on fuckin tryin
The divine has created
Such wonderful things
The trees, the breeze, the bird that sings
The lighting, the rainbow, our propensity for dreams
The sunset, the moonlight, the stardust inside your eyes
For some I guess it’s no surprise
I’ll love your fuckin guts
Forever past forever
Long after I’ve died


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