God I wish
oh..how I wish
the passion
the unholy passion
o fit all

Souls running on the edges
of dreams guilded
in the hottest fire

God I wish
for this passion
to bring hot tears
to my cold cheek
so many words guide
this hand to the ruin
of settling with disdainful comfort

God I wish
a breath that speaks
of this bold passion
that I can deserve
to be called a woman
of love, art, beauty, fire
a passion to quiver by
a passion I fear everyday
of this damned tormented life

Something beyond this
tragic box called love
something that haunts
and chases my heart to skip

a beat
something that is
constant inspiration
I can never question
nor doubt its worthiness
its power its face that masks
my own restless mind

Oh GOD I wish
for this passion
this aching thing
that drives me
to the shores of insanity
and leaves me
on my knees crying again
and clutching my breast
and still the words "thank the gods"
sighing from my lips

Rayne