Her love

Of course, she knows that water drops can pierce
A solid stone, he took her peace, so fierce.
Those deepest wishes need to put them in,
Unguided force burns neurons from within.

No longer slave of feelings which’d deprived,
So many fires one time she had survived,
The viscous swamp she hardly got rid of...
Erasing all left thankful but not soft.

Tried stroking features but her hands were bound,
She stared, her blushy lips made husky sound.
That dream was toxic, nearly made her suffocate,
Not justifying folly, sins but desperate.

That wave came over her, so may it be,
Don’t let her go, oh dear, but set her free...
Face dancers, all the time we do the play,
A piece of life, but hearts will not obey.

The only thing hearts’ve ever really listened to
Is found inside, undoubtedly you can undo.
However, do you want this- think. Her love will not confess...
Don’t ask for favour, she’ll say no. In thoughts it’s seen as yes.