I have even been known to write a little poetry;

                                                     PASSION 


Raw primal urge found and fulfilled
All that should be considered discarded as barriers
The mission being release full and complete
Communication breaking down to guttural moans
Desire steering the course through the rapids

Boldness long suppressed becomes the beacon in the distance
Charting the course out into the open sea
Every reason to refrain is blocked out by the searing light of discovery
Ideals real and imagined rise and fall with the swells
The spray of knowing covering all with its mist.