Virgin's Hindsight
In the deepest blue they shiver - searching her in time
In a lust drawn sigh and quiver – words of intellect and rhyme
Her eyes close in submission – as he draws her further yet
Her soul beats with such sedition – as he helps her to forget
And in the decadence of moonlight - she succumbs to virgin's plight
And in the remanence of hindsight – she never meant to lose the fight
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