Passion Is Easy. Poem by Delilah Miller

Tilting and swaying your hips;
Simple.
Talking, but don't use your voice, just your lips;
Anyone could do it.
Swinging your head to the beat;
Encoded onto you already.
Feeling the ground electrify underneath your feet...
Your beauty was meant to melt mountains.

Ecstatic dance isn't hard.
Escape yourself in the name of Freedom, in the name of Hope.
Getting carried away can leave you happy and far.

Passion is easy.
It's never hard to do what you want; never to much to cope.
It is Love that's hard, you see.