The sacred fruit of your soul was lost
Taken unrightfully, stolen
It hurt immensely
You shared the holiness with others
To rid the raunch treachery
Then met a man who treated you horribly
Abused you, hit you, took control of you
I came and pleased you
Treated you well, made you happy
Shared our thoughts
Entered each others minds
We talked about memories
Things we had
Things we want
What we need
We laughed
Cried
Smiled
The love we had
The love we have
I want to be with you till the end
I want to give you my fruit
And share my wine
For you are my girl
My love
My heart
My soul