The passion of love is like an eternal flame,
A flame that never goes out, but burns forever with fume;
It turns and twists and invokes a sacred holy heart of fire,
It is the passion of love that sounds like a lovely heavenly choir.
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The passion of love is like the deepest burning desire,
For a man and woman the most natural thing to do;
It beats and burns and urges and oozes in the blood,
In the purest and holiest form the passion of loves like mud.
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But the clarity of the perfection of the burning passion of love,
Is something born of glory as is fashioned from above;
Like God is the Greatest and has the strength and might to win,
That the passion of love can exist in no other form but sin.
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The passion of love is the knowledge and truth of right,
That the power and the passion of love is the true delight;
And the voice is calling in sweetness to come to bed and sleep,
Thinking getting is better but giving receives love deep.
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The passion of love is like an eagle that took to flight,
Like a bird of paradise is the passion of love at night,
A word that dances at everyone's hot and waiting lips,
A sweet sound of music in the air to go across the tips.
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The passion of love is like a deep unsearchable secret,
That the answer to the question is on the surface of a sea bed;
And the thing about the beauty is the look and lust of love,
That the passion of love purrs and beats like a swanlike dove.
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Signed,
Better a brilliant mind
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