The Heart, the Passion, The Soul

I am tearfully alone languishing

under the penumbra of loneliness
and if our world once more collides, I'll
gladly take you in my welcoming arms
tenderly cuddle you closer

to my heart so you could feel
the remorseful throbbings
of this longing heart ready
to siphon you to be a living
blood enhancing the incessant

the flow of life-giving love.



The Passion

I am passionate all because of

your timely appearance as
a lovely rose blossoming
in the garden of this perturbed
life; your petals exude a spell
that charm even a savage of a heart;

the color is blood-red shrouding
the thorns with its glow.

The Soul

I see in you the soul of love

draped in the white clouds of heaven.
in you, I see the iridescence of
living and life is immortal
with you.