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Real passion
Real Passion
The forbidden fruit
Is the commencement of passion?
Without the fruit
Their would’ve been no passion
As we all devour
Without exception
The forbidden fruit
It now has become a fashion
All there is now needed
Is compassion
The one you love most
The one besides your side
Is the basic instinct
Which does make your passion rise?
They all smile
When I say it does rise
It really does me surprise
Can they think anything can happen?
If the only element
Worth its salt does not rise?
Wow what a passion
Would be there if you had to look
Yes only blankly stare
Passion is the fire of life
Between two
In our time man and wife
In yours’
Maybe a man and a woman
Passion does a bargain strike
You hit me hard and earn a reward
Passion is the sweetest word
After all
The forbidden fruit was all hush, hush then
And now one openly asks, when?
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