the thought of my kitty not being scratched is something that once bothered me,
but yet, I definitely can distinguish my vagina from a hole in the wall
decided that I'm worth more than just a fuck
decided that I wanted a man to see me as the blessing that I am
no need for me to walk around with sex in my walk unless I wanted to be perceived that way
I believe that this celibacy thing will work
don't get me wrong,
every woman has a little freak in her system,
but every man in town doesn't have to know
kind of thinking that it's time for me to keep that treasure box for a man in love with me
understanding that I am a sexual being, sex is something that my body craves
but my mind craves intellect and education
my heart craves the same love and attention that I give out
my eyes crave the sight of a man belonging to just me
I crave the satisfaction that I am more than just a piece of meat
since my body is the temple of Christ,
I want to present my body to him as a living sacrifice,
not some sex tool for the next man and definitely not a playground for AIDs or HIV
this celibacy thing here, is just right for me....
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De'Shundra Gibson, All Rights Reserved
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