Darling wants my treasures so badly
Thereby defying ingrained principles
Taught during early times of our pubescence
Yet going against scruples
Cannot fail to beget extreme doubt,
Panic, anguish, pain and gloom.
I do not intend to be squashed out
But to blush, blaze, bud and bloom
Guarded by my spouse, prized and kept
Who knowing that no one held
That liberty to touch but him
He’ll declare, “I’m impelled
Towards juiciest fruits and my cream
That’s gathered for our feel.”
© Samantha Khainza
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