Passion

Too much time is lost

To boredom

The dull of vapid conversation

Well-meaning blather

Or silence

Stifling any emotional outburst

As too much

Too ugly

Too close to feeling

Drop the boring act now

Stop stuffing emotion down

Behind the rib cage

That's not where it belongs

Pull it out and wear it on your arm

Flaunting it to every friend

And stranger

Wallow in it until it sets your hair on fire

Press it to your dear one's face

Until they know how much it means

Until they know the real you

Until they, too, can pull out

The pain

The love

The giddiness of expectation

The hope

That hides within

Just feel

And you will see the world bloom

Into a passion

Never seen before.