she wants to keep him
she should not do that
preached against it
the resolve dissolves
the heat who can bear
don't start the fire
it is nature's implant
she said, planted a kiss
the mind keeps on rearranging
for self an exception made
the standard stands
like for any other man, applies to him
trepidations, 'what ifs' aplenty
"proof you're a man," the beast within gnarled
"yes, you'll be knotted soon," the flesh smirked
he fell
stick it in, stick it out
that ain't what love is all about
spent and eager to please
severally at point of no return
to please self or Him?
He is love, ours is what?
War against self?
Be merciful, O Mighty Jehovah!
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