The Web Poetry Corner - Anne Strausser - Loves door
Loves door
by
Anne Strausser
Why has the world so easily become a sex marketing place.
Selling and giving,
of sexual bodies with no disgrace.
The body was once a temple of love.
now it's a battle to stay chaste.
When there's a purpose of our life
But the world only views the bedroom door
it seems a waiste.
I WOULD RATHER WAIT FOR LOVE.
THAN TO GIVE MYSELF IN HASTE.
I guess it depends,
on the happiness in the chase.