You say “ooo”,
I say “Oh”
You want to keep going,
But I say “no more”.
You try to convince,
You don’t stop to sigh,
You abuse the one thing of beauty,
That should be left aside.

Your view of love,
Is when you see porn.
Sex is used as pleasure,
Not a gift to two bound forever more.

What people do
To have it,
Is an addiction,
Like smoking pot,
Or an alcoholic,
Who just needs that last shot.

Can you tell me that they will walk away,
That they won’t leave regretting what they did that day?
So many used,
Abused,
And raped,
Because you
Had to feel the taste.

So many wish,
They could go back,
And change,
Choose a different way,
Just to have their virginity.
Keep the innocent, innocent,
Don’t make them suffer,
For your moment of crave,
Leave their clean hands at their side,
Don’t force them on your bedside.
They have their choice,
To go in or not,
Let them use that moment
When they want.

Sex is to be a gift,
Not a weapon,
To control,
And misuse.
If it’s out of love,
You will wait till your honeymoon.
If anything, remember,
You can’t take it back,
When it’s gone,
so are you.

 
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