We ditched a good night's sleep
For a passion whose expression
Brought the highest order
Of exhaustion and smiles
Such expression is life
It is touching the depth
Scooping out its nectar
Taking it in greedily
These moments bear fruit
Removing the stings we inflict
Like wood slivers in our hearts
It is an elixir, a salve, a potion
Passion slides to the side
As we jostle about this life
A temporary redefining
Leads to permanent declining
