He lifted her veil, looked at her face
Sleep so deep, lashes so long
Casting shadows on her cheeks like lace
He stared at her with longing so strong
Tenderness and desire fighting within
Wanting her, how can that be wrong?
This deep-seeded need, was that lust?
With all his guts, body wanted him to sin.
From tasting her sweetness while she slept
Keeping distance from her was a must
Would rather wait for her to love him!
Terza rima poem...chk out the rhyming pattern, you can see what I mean. except for the last two lines!