Poem -

Abstinence

Avoiding intimacy for the sake of faith
There are times it is difficult to waitย 
Touch is an experience that we all crave
Like a blue butterfly going from flowerย 
to flower, sampling the taste of each one,ย 
As we sit on the same perennial tryingย 
To wait for the right momentย 
Hoping that it wasn't in vain to abstain
As you hear others gleefully brag about
Their escapades in the game of lustย 
You wonder if there are experiencesย 
That you are missing out onย 
Because sticking to your moralsย 
Can leave you walking on the loneliestย 
Of roads, sometimes without direction,ย 
But as long as there is love at the end of it
And the right person, time,
other people, and modern expectations,
Are irrelevant and it means that youย 
followed your heart despite the temptation.

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Nine Eleven

So true, but I can't help but feel that the "One" is something we can't wait for, I believe there are many "Ones" out there, relationships are about working hard, love will follow and flourish,ย  check out a song by an Irish singer called " The Voyage " it's a brilliant song with a deep meaning of family and how we are all sailing on an ocean, Building our family.ย  Its really lovely.

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