He says they’re perfect, though I anticipate disaster A lover’s loss becomes a lowly patron’s cherub This hand that he holds isn’t ever enough So he searches for his ultimate completion She sighs as she ponders, her mind runs erratically Reminiscing the days elapsed Adoration in her eyes, passion thrashing in her soul She searches for his heart gone askew A demanding presence disturbs his mind With thoughts of her and her delicate heart Her lingering passion flickers fervently now As the truth is growing shamefully valid The thoughts he must convey swim in his mind Yet not one word dares pass through his mouth Her tears must fall to reveal the blank reality Still she defies her trembling lips Not one word said, no move has been made An aspiration is destroyed, yet a desire obeyed He clasps her hand and holds her close She swallows hard trying to moisten her throat A passionate kiss upon her trembling lips A covenant repaired through numerous hardships