Passion Poem by Raven Brent
Passion
Passion running it's course like a stolen river.
Hands feel every stroke like wild bandit.
Swim to me when you're ready to take the first step.
Body push it to the max.
I'm letting go of the gun.
Said, I'm gonna let you pull the trigger.
Passion never been so hot to handle.
Let me release the love channels like, like a flowing
river. Let me make the first move to run this river over.
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4/25/2024 5:29:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Well expressed keep expressing your self