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Displaced Worship

Displaced Worship

We should have stopped
but it felt too good

Self control
has always been a challenge
in our relationship
that's more passion
than common sense

We should have gotten a room
or at the very least
found a more discreet place
to scratch this mutual
sensual infatuation 

Now we are incarcerated
for lewd and lascivious behavior

I guess
Church just ain't
the proper place
to physically fornicate

Seems we took today's sermon
loving thy neighbor
a little too literally 

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