passion.

I'm drenched in this passion, its kiss claws deeper with every overwhelmingly sweet taste i manage to grasp on my tounge. This desire, the journey of questionable doubt and absolute certainty began the second my toes brushed the gas pedal. It travels like a tidal wave, down throughout me, snaking its way through my blood, suddenly now rushing, alive in every way.  It envelopes my heart, my soul, my mind, but not my head. My head is still tied down to the earth, surverying the snow covered immobile scene, straining and squinting with all its might to view the wonderous circus  in the distance. My ears catch the faint waves of true emotion, of laughterm if bliss travelling on a single strand of wind. I tightly squeeze the catchy melody in my hand, almost strangling it in my desperation while i sing it out with every once of strength i still possess. With each tiny twitch of my face, each note forced out like a missle set on its destination and each movement my body reaches and stretches to, i become closer. ever so much closer. My heart explodes throughout my aura with each step, like permenent fireworks hanging over my memory. No fame, no fortune, no truth no beauty will bring me this joy. i want to be aprt of that circus, drown me in the lights, the characters, the reactions, the adrenaline. I'm drenched in this passion.