Anna

The suitable fashion in how her lips trembled

Held a power that could obliterate a man’s thoughts

However it had given birth to an alleged interest

With the taste sparkling along the surrounding pink flesh

One may possibly summarize this untimely feature

As a prelude to a shared awakening

And as the walls of her voice broke

Swooned I had become

By the sound of countless ways

In which she could craft a story

And as the words continued to pour forth

From her lovely orifice

The animation within her eyes

Continued to build

Though the ashes of her secrets

Had fallen to the ground