pure_passion pushpins A metallic croak of ripping vocal cords spastically shudders into my ears and I feel this overwhelming passion that bursts from this amazing person's throat. But he is not a person... he has morphed into energy. And this voice comes from so much more, I feel the seams tearing apart and the music_just_pours_out. Its solid feeling and his body cannot contain such vigorous tunes or the intensity of such potent emotion. this song is pure power and it melts me and I fall to my knees in surrender to witness such rapture and wonder. 020130 ... pushpins i was thinking. this doesn't exist, because if it did, I would find something wrong with it. Even if most of the poems i write are prophetic (the ones that arent out of experience)...this one will be different. passion is in books and magazines and tv movies and sometimes real movies. but Its not real to me. 020216 ... . . 050113 ... mous it's both. 050113 what's it to you? who go blather from