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Passion is relentless

in its desire

and for the eyes

of lovers

the depths at which

this longing transcends

becomes the

distance we must traverse

You, the desert

in scorching heat

and evening cold

bold and subtle

And I, the ocean

in the flux of waves

and backward drift

serene and raging

This, a road map

from which we know

nothing of where

we are headed.

Only that we are

called to travel

beyond our understanding

in the moment of each step

hoping to bridge gaps

that have been left

along the path

of our broken scars

and empty emotion

Perhaps we

are meant to be travelers

together in our

wandering.

Relentless passion

given by desire

our only compass.

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