Her forgiven sinner

Love drips from her red eyes beholden to him
Inside the deserted cave, with no rave prayer
When circumstantial time moulds a willful whim
He bolts beyond the bounds, her forgiven sinner
Though her untold words whisk the clamor
Her burning breath smell, sound and surround
Wrath builds never behind her pacific behaviour
Rotten wounds ever marked her on the ground
Whole thought has her life, but the words broken
Still trees there make a sigh knowing no ways
Blushing flowers bring accolades to his life given
His heart closed her never, he still has her stays
Pure mind jerks for others' trust, roots within the trusty
Awaken he, can hold her hand ever or seek to be free!