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