Well Of Passion

Oh! my love, break this silence,

My soul seeks love, no violence;

After all these years gone by,

Well of passion, hasn’t run dry.

Words aren’t enough to express,

Your inner beauty and your grace;

Futile, though, every lover have tried,

Down the ages, to impress their bride;

Creator has gifted thus all created,

Equally to love, now so underrated;

Each can interpret their own way,

For only one, the heart will sway.

Now, my love, break this silence,

I still seek love, no violence;

After all these years went by,

Well of passion, never runs dry.

Sanjeev Acharya (c) 2012