fire of passion

There is a river flowing from ..... Eden,watering the garden  

purer than river Thames and Tara

surely longer than river St. Croix

without any doubt turbulent than Torne River


like fire in my bones

keeps flowing without season

like a pen withouth ink

there is a river flowing into me

then out of me

with passion and  perfect focus

it moves and controls me

like a pen always ready to be used





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