Extreme Passion Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Extreme Passion



Raising voices and hands with glasses, saluting the
band as it plays renditions of many songs.

Bridging the ravines in life, a song, fast and totally
complacent is playing intellect with streaming guitars
and streamlined drums, beating their way through minds.

Unable to remain stationary, moving rapidly and steadily,
dancing to the beats as they rock everyone to their feet,
entrancing mind and body with extreme passion of being.

Saturday, July 11, 2015
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