Passion

So gentle that it makes you cry,
So fiery it can burn,
Can leave you feeling breathless,
Yet for more of it, you yearn.

It expresses what you cannot say,
It reaches deep within,
The waves reach an intensity,
That starts when you begin. 

So tender, yet at other times,
So raw and powerful too,
A crescendo that reveals the lust,
For the person there with you. 

There are many variations, 
So many different likes,
Some submissive yet some dominant,
It allows for all these types. 

The end result is still the same,
A connection plays the part ,
The beauty of the physical,
Links minds as well as hearts.