Sorry, My Love

It was a tall order

To cut to the chase

You were at your sixes and sevens

He was in his omega to kill

But it was heart-wrenching to kill his soul

Even though she was a culprit 

To kill my passion is impossible 

He was in a fix

With the old roller loaded

Kept one shot for her life

He was on either side of the sea

To crack the rock, he had to row one of the sides

Then he decides to cut the gordian knot

At one fell swoop shot

She broke off to the orb

The dew from his eyes showed his passion for her