The sound of a crack
From across the room she makes
A single step of rose
Is of one she'll nearly expose

With the second embrace
From the single kiss
She withdraws a sensual sensation
Of the grateful bliss

It hurts to see her trying
The lack of passion she restrains
From her blood-stained crying
She leaves the current estates

As her finger lingers about across my shoulder
It takes some time for her to encounter
She feels this as a sign of a heavy boulder
For whom she can never subside

The liquid that pours down her cheeks
Are the ones she caresses the most
Without a single embrace from the other
She feels the complete loast

I will guide her through this mess
A single and utter mess
A hand for her to once again hold
It goes across the sensation fold

We shall lack demonstration
For regards on her passion
With the words that she disposes across her tongue
It damages her encounter run

The sound of a crack
From across the room she makes
A single step of rose
Is of one she'll nearly expose