The taste of passion

It can embrace you suddenly before you realized what has happen.  It’s a consummation of soul, spirit and heart.  If passion had a taste perhaps it would have a touch of cinnamon, hint of chocolate with a dash of red pepper.

Sometimes this hunger—achingly exquisite consumes your very thoughts, embedded in your blood…it’s a whisper of a thrill….sweeping you away towards an unforgettable moment in time you want to replay over and over, because we make our choices, or does passion take those choices away from us?

… does passion taste for you? Does it even have a flavor…something tangible….something real?


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