When Passion Ends Poem by Little Star

A quick glimpse of his photograph
Shows some dark concealed deceit
His broad shoulder her head rests
I felt some hard creeping pain
As I watched the sight in tears
Devouring bones and soft flesh
Heightened emotions fading
Like lost shadows in the dark
The red flame of once coaled fire
Changed into mountain of ice
Glancing back with chilly stares
What seemed like crystal bubbles
Steaming from aching heart
Fiery zeal turned black ashes
Barely clad unspoken thrills
A withered ego anguished
Broken dreams thrown away in trash
Like desicated flowers
On the haystack in the barn
To lay buried in fanthom
Like unsung heroes of the past
Numbness lives when passion ends