Time of essence is not needed,
love forever stands.
Where does the passion reside my love?
Where does it hide?
Let me share something only I whisper to your heart,
before a word is written or a word read,
I already have you in my heart.
Before a single word is put on paper,
I kiss you in my lips.
Before two words come together,
we already share a smile, a joy, a laugh.
Before the sentence is finished,
before the last word composed,
I already feel you in my arms.
As the words are written, as my mind races for words,
all I do is take my passion and love transfers it to paper.
All I ever wrote and written is about you,
that you read is my love from my heart to you,
to know passion is alive, is simply a reflection of you...
Albert Alexander Bukoski.©
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