When the hymen Is broken
It's more than meets the eye
The rose of pride is taken
So, it is not only when that matters;
who, where and why — all matters.
After all is said and done,
the light-headedness has come and gone,
The outcomes may never be undone.

When the hymen is broken
there is a flow of blood, of life being given
a destiny is either opened or sealed
a world built or downed,
Patterns are set when the bed is wet.
It can only break once
So, you've got to know who it is
that is coming in!

Is he a friend and partner?
Is he a journeyman who is just on a perch for a while,
Only to leave when you're no longer worth his while?
If he is sincere and kind,
and in dealings with you, faithful...