It’s like a steady race
That feeling of passion.
It’s in your blood stream
Chillin
Waiting for the right time
The right moment
To race straight to your heart.
You feel it.
Slowly starting from an unknown region within you.
But you feel it.
It gets pumped up
It has taken off
Passion
Taking the lead.
You knew it was there.
Like the tourtouse in the race.
Passion wins
Passion wins
Passion wins.
They came
Brick by brick
The atmosphere tells a story.
Words
The sun casts shadows