Passion
As I confess my emotions, I feel your devotion.
As I close my eyes and lift my hands, I feel your compassion.
Your plans for me are never an illussion but works of perfection.
My thoughts clouded my vision, yet my frustrations were conquered by my passion.
Your word became my illusion.
Saved I was from delusion.
Hypnotized I was by your devotion and compassion.
Passionate I am by your vision.
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