This passion
Welling up, from somewhere inside
Picking up speed
Gushes from the mouth and eyes
Soaking you

But now it’s loosed
I can’t stop it
Even if you want me to
Like a sneeze, a cough, a vomit
This emotion came out of me

Then it left
As quickly as it came

And we are both sitting here in the aftermath
You’re dripping
I’m shaking
Wondering whose job it is to clean it all up