The Sounds of Yanni

For the last few days I have been indulging myself to the sounds of Yanni and other pianists. The works of Yanni though, are particularly enchanting. I listen to one song in particular, "Reflections of Passion," and think about my past, present, and future.

Passion is a very powerful feeling that should only be reserved for the most heart felt moments in time. Experiencing true passion is a gift. Not many get to experience what true passion is.

One moment of passion that reflects off my mind happened long ago. This moment was filled with intimacy. This moment was with my first love. Sitting around watching television is how the night started off. Next came a couch. A couch made of brown leather. We laid there and caressed each other's hair, watched Kitty, and played with a camera. This moment brings back so many memories. After the couch came the bedroom. Not much has to be said here, because that can be left to your imagination, and between my first love and me. Having a night go so well and be so memorable is also a gift that should be cherished! When the time came that I had to leave my first love to go home, the memories were well ingrained into my head. They were so prevalent, that the two and a half hour journey home was filled with tears. I was crying because I truly felt passion.

As fast as passion is felt though, it can be ripped away. That moment is the only true moment of passion I have ever felt. As times change so does love and so does passion. Sometimes love and passion fizzle away to nothing and sometimes they grow to tremendous amounts that you can't keep it in anymore, you have to share it with the world! In this case, even though it fizzled away to nothing, I am still sharing the moment I did have and how joyous it was. And I can thank two people for this post,
My first love-TS
and
An amazing composer and pianist- Yanni