Poetry About Passion Novels & Stories

There's a pang in my chest that doesn't go away. His eyes take on a serious look. "What if I told you that you are the most special thing that have ever happened to me? The only one that makes me see the colors of this world. The way your eyes glitter draws me in, the way you smile makes my heart skip a beat, and when you laugh, I feel as if all of my burdens have been lifted. You and the boys are the only ones who make me look forward to the next day. You have a past that is holding you back; I want to be your presence and the one who helps you let go.“

He turned back and moved closer to Angela. “That’s why I want you to stay away from him.” “Okay, I promise I would avoid him from now on.” Angela said. Feeling pity for him about the loss of his aunt. “But you went in the fire at the resort.” Angela said. Trenton held her chin up with an affectionate gaze. “I make sacrifices for who I love. I love you Angela, please be mine and mine alone.” He confessed his feelings. The words sounded unbelievable to Angela. “Don’t leave me. I would do whatever it takes to keep you by my side. We’re not talking about divorce anymore. I bless the day we got married.” Trenton added. Angela’s eyes glistened with tears. This was really happening.

Good heavens, his look could have set the whole world on fire. There was no lust in us, no irrational desire either; the heat was so intense that I was finally able to put a name to what she provoked in me: passion. There wasn't that primitive urge to possess her and get carnal satisfaction because this goes beyond the physical. It was the ability that she had to turn on every corner of my interior without touching me. I ran from her neck to her mouth with such reverence and delicacy that I was surprised that fire could be present with such a soft and delicate act.

She tastes like passion, like pure, unrestrained passion, and I want more. So we begin to close the gap even more than before. What begins as a small peck becomes more passionate. The rest of the world spins so fast it becomes non-existent. I lean even further into her, and our body melts into each other. It is as if I can feel a fire blazing within me, out of control. We are completely and utterly in sync at this very moment.

She tastes like passion, like pure, unrestrained passion, and I want more. Then we begin to close the gap even more than before. What begins as a small peck becomes more passionate. The rest of the world spins so fast it becomes non-existent. I lean even further into her, and my body melts into hers. It is as if I can feel a fire blazing within me, out of control. We are completely and utterly in sync in this very moment.

"No! No Agha jaan I never preferred anyone Over you. No one can take your place in my heart. But at least I had this much right on my life to decide that whom I want to marry! I love her!" "Huh love! Don't you love your father? Get out of my sight right now!" "No! Agha Jaan I love you and respect you with all my heart! please forgive us, please at least give us one single chance. I am your son. I am your blood. Please forgive us, if we had hurt you" "If you want me to forgive you Inaayat" he stood from his chair and moved towards them, "then divorce this girl right now"

“Are you alright, Patricia?” I placed my hand on the burning skin of my chest. My eyes still followed Jessica as she slowly enlarged the distance between us, looking completely petrified of what she had done. I don’t know what hurt more at that moment; the burn on my skin, or the fact that she hated me enough to do this to me. “Why?” Just then, as if God had answered my subconscious wishes, I heard a voice, the voice which I desperately longed for more than anything at that moment.

Once she stopped loving him, her heart became harder than anyone else’s. “Why won’t you give me another chance?” He was in despair, but he could not accept it. “In the past, no matter how I treated you, you always forgave me! Why not this time?!” He practically shouted the last few words. This time, Rain remained silent for a while. When she spoke again, some sadness appeared in her calm eyes. “Because I just found that I might have fallen in love with the wrong person over the past eight years.” The Joshua she loved was the Joshua from eight years ago, not the husband who had become someone else completely different because of Lily.

Nelly felt Adel’s life pulse around her, her heart soaring with him into a world of dreams and passion. They exchanged soft whispers, words like perfume, seeping into the depths of Nelly’s soul: “Every moment with you… is a new life… Every glance from you sets my heart aflame, making me see the world in a whole new way…” Adel smiled, unable to resist the warmth flowing from Nelly’s proximity. She brushed a strand of hair from her face, then leaned closer until their faces touched, their eyes embracing, as if declaring to the world: Here, between us, exists a pure love, a love that burns with a flame that will never die.

he said finally. I leaned in for a slight ceremonial kiss, my lips had caught onto his, it wasn’t ceremonial, it felt diabolical, in front of all of them, I felt his tongue inside my mouth, his hands at the back of my head, I felt my body spark, his lips being the ignition.