The Wingless Passion Poem by Sharron Stephenson

To move a step across the heart,
Slip a word to the hand of souls,
Close the curtain of pain and madness.
Take a picture of faces and hopes,
The book ok of blood and darkness.

The courage of an embracing breast,
To the wingless foal,
A smile of loneliness and covered by,
A wink of time

The side of pearls and the break.
Of dawn. A clasp of the locked,
Emotions, A broken moment of motions,
And tears. The stolen kiss,
In a fantasy dream of life and,
Honey.

The wind will shift and shake,
A bone of coldness and,
Hate.
A stone of passion and sweetness,
The road to recovery starts with,
A call of a human,
Truth