Butterfly Effect
Then, spurring my interest in furries, i harbored my passion for anthropomorphic art. this year, i looked up my local furmeet and i found my first boyfriend.
Calamity
Such avarice, such abandon, such unquenchable passions. and suddenly a wee quaking of the earth below our feet in a sleepy, quiet town far side of the world has shattered all illusions.
Cascaded Guardians
Dreary, lonely vision behind them appears an astonishing sight an outline of glory in the silent night shining with luster, a majestic white plagued with burden, their inherent plight love's memory traces their outline a past of grand passion
Soo-shee (The First Date)
"so...aside from your work here...any passions, nak'sen?" sen blinked, and rolled the word on his tongue. "passions..." a long, deadpan moment of the alien seemingly trying to process the question. "like...what?"
Drem Yol Lok
Fingers of the mountain) strun tol kul vulon yuvon (storms that light the night in gold) nu hanu ko krah frulvokrein (now dreaming in cold clouds) nuz filok fod bah zul rein (but escape when wrathful voice roars) zu draal smoliin aav onikaan (i pray passion
all that matters
Well, maybe i don't follow every crazy passion spend all my time trying to get a good reaction but that's ok with me this world is like a trampoline high and low no inbetween jumping at every chance to please everyone but that's not
A letter to my loves.
The ones i turn to when my passions run high. whether that be good, or bad. my only hope is that i can offer the same for you whenever you need it. you are the world, and the sunshine for me. without you, i would just be....well....i don't know.
What Am I?
Because of me, your heart beats fast, and your passion soars as it has never done before. i cause joy, and sorrow, and many other things. do you yet, know what i am?
Stay With Me Forever
Slows down whenever i'm around him forevers compressed down to mere seconds i sit with him, together here we are in these moments, the world around us stops he lifts an arm and holds my face in his paws my muzzle aligns with his i can see his soul, his passion
What We've Written
The mating of the ink and page have lurred, my passion out of hiding from the light, there is a power in the written word.
In the Negative: Chapter 8
Then finally, after another minute locked in passionate kissing, they separated.
K.K.'s Love Sonet
Kissing kicks one last time as sweet and passionate as he could. kicks echoed quietly, the blush now easily seen from ear to ear, "goodnight mr slider."