KenazA Poem by JennaLife, Passion, Living PassionatelyWhat is life without
passion, without fire? Those embers waiting
for oxygen to take them higher.
We are living things
that need to be ignited. A hunger that craves
to be excited.
Our nerve endings
seek heat and flames. The animal instinct
beckons games.
Our vitality, and
intensity heated with exhilaration. Devouring and searing
life to the point of dehydration. Alive,
coexisting, feeling every vibration.
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