Was it your lilting siren’s voice

That has finally led me here

Or could it be it was the fickle hand of fate

Whether it is chance or choice

What has now become quite clear

I am standing right in front of Passion’s gate

I have wandered many roads

Many lives I’ve also lived

But you are something I did not anticipate

Out of my fantasies you strode

And life to my dreams you give

To stand before me here at Passion’s open gate

A sylph-like figure in my mind

You’ve lit a fire in my heart

Until my soul is captured in a frenzied state

My search is over and I find

That I long for love to start

And follow you under the arch of Passion’s gate

You are sensuous perfection

Irresistibly I am drawn

Toward you with longing lust to satiate

Desire in my eye’s reflection

Is heightened by the coming dawn

Trembling we walk through Passion’s open gate

This subtle craving begs release

For inside us dwells a flame

Only true love can hope to ever liberate

Hearts un-reined asks no surcease

Forever wild and never tamed

Love is finally set free in Passion’s gate

Copyright ©2004 Anthony Hall