Tonight I feel like a prisoner on fire, waiting desperately... denied, sentenced forever more. Only your love can set me free
Passion, it lies in all of us. Sleeping, waiting, and though unwanted, unbidden, it will stir ... open its jaws, and howl. It speaks to us, guides us, passion rules us all; and we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love, the clarity of hatred, and the ecstasy of grief. It hurts - sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion, maybe we'd know some kind of peace. But we would be hollow, empty rooms, shuttered and dank. Without passion, we'd be truly dead
Reklāma
"And I will open up, if you promise to give in, on this perfect night, let the two of us be one"
I may not need you, but I want you more than my next breath of air
Life if full of romance, passion and surprises, but would mean nothing without the tears
Reklāma
To want is to desire the taste of another's soul.
Passion is created when love can't wait any longer