Passion’s Fire

Nae's Nest —  February 6, 2013 — 2 Comments

Makarova Viktoria

Passion runs wild through the fields

The winds comb through her mane

She is as free as the air

A portrait of her name

She allows nature to command

Passion was born to run wild

She expresses every emotion

Ever since she was a child

She is many colors

Her aura nurtured by her passion

A colorwheel of emotions

Expressed with fashion

She runs wild and free

Yet feels all alone

A piece of her is missing

Heart sinks like a stone

In search of true love

The one created for her

Someone to spend her life with

And make her passion stir

From one portal to the next

Jumping through time

Deeply searching for a soul

The one of her design

For he is her destiny

His flame burns alone

It needs coupled with hers

So together, they can roam

It is written in the books

Written in ancient time

It is the will of the spirit

It is the will of the divine

Her twin flame awaits

To fuel Passion’s fire

According to ancient scripture

He will ignite her desire

His flame to join hers

To run wild and free

Across the great planes

As nature intended it to be

Renee Robinson

Nae's Nest


I find myself "Dancing With Cancer", problem is...I can't dance. I stumble, bumble, and get pulled along. To keep my sanity, (humor me), I write short stories, a journal, musings and poetry....just about anything goes.

2 responses to Passion’s Fire


    Lovely imagery

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