The disguise of passion is often announced in a dramatic form.

A form that carries weight with conviction and sound stubbornness. 

Yet, it is the most real thing about ourselves.

Our journey airs a testimony to the gravity of its measure.

Passion settles down and marries emotion in whichever way it comes.

Like intercourse, there is an intimate relationship between the way passion is embraced with emotion.

It’s a race of some kind of enlightening fire, that can’t be tamed.

Just remember, its disguise is a clothing that eventually, must come off.

The naked and most unadulterated form of passion needs no clothes.

It’s dramatically realistic because it exhibits true boldness.