Deep passion runs unchecked
Across borderless fields where words gallop
Like thundering horses
Across the high sierra and
Straight up the continental divide
Deep passion taps primal forces that aren’t modulated
That can’t be dialed down
Toned down
Faded
Muted
Reduced
To something less than the full on force of a cosmic emotion
That has you on a roll
A roll a roller that’s an insane coaster
Looping loops and corkscrewing
Climbing straight up
Plunging over dropoff cliffs that rival the grand canyon
So you can’t stand up in your seat
Wave to an attendant to slow it down
If you did you’d die for sure
And though this feels like being an instant away
From being splattered on the ground
You trust that some nameless engineer
Actually knew what they were doing and
Built this ride to bring it on home
Bring it on home
Bring it on home
To where deep passion runs unchecked
David Trudel © 2012
This one is meant to be read aloud, with gusto! Try it – you’ll have fun.
Yes – fluid, urgent and coursing – hot stuff!
Thanks Seb.