1. any powerful or compelling emotion or feeling, as love or hate.
2. strong amorous feeling or desire; love; ardor.
3. strong sexual desire; lust.
4. a person toward whom one feels strong love or sexual desire.
This is your typical textbook definition of passion. Oooohhhh..... passion is strong feelings. To me, passion is when you go to that house and open up that door no words are spoke but you both know what is about to happen. Passion is not having to tell your partner what you need or desire, they just know. Passion is feeling that persons whole day melt away inside of you when you are together. Passion is when nothing and noone else matters. Let me repeat that....
Passion is when no one and nothing else matters
Have you ever felt passion? I mean really fealt passion? When you can look into your partners eyes and read their thoughts. When all is said and done and your relationship is over and has dissipated, you still feel them close to you at night. Underneath you, inside you. When you mistakenly call out that partners name during sex. Call out their name during that one-on-one time.
When you make love to someone and it is so intense that you can't shake it for weeks and months on end or when you describe this person as "the best you ever had". Then you have experienced passion. It only comes once a lifetime and not everyone is fortunate enough to have had that experience. It comes when you least expect it and from who you though would not be the one to give it to you. You don't always orgasm with this person for hopes that the feeling you are having will never end. You are willing to do anything for this person and willing to give up anything at any given time. They are more beautiful than anyone and anything. You close your eyes, smell their scent and hear their voice... even when they are gone.
If you have never had pure passion, simmer down... Close your legs, zip your pants and wait for someone to come along that you feel you have a complete connection with. Just through conversation. If you find your conversation flowing like fine wine into a crystal flute. That is the one you should consider. When you feel your soul reach out and touch their face and theirs yours, it is time.
I was chatting with a friend tonight that reminded me of the passion I once experienced and she encouraged me to go back out into the world and try to find it. I made many excuses and she called me on each and everyone of them. The only thing that I could write it off as is fear. Fear for seeing myself helpless again. Weak. Afraid that my whole world will come tumbling down once again because of the need that I had/have for this person.
Girl, lookie here. I aint no punk b!tc# but er, um, uh.... that is some real shit. Its like fucking with a love spell put together by a Hatian voodo priestess herself.... That shit can't go right....
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