Women
In every woman's life,
Love is a must.
Some men just think that means lust.
Forget her figure, and her face.
I swear some men are just a disgrace.
Love is a feeling, a heartfelt passion,
Not just yesterday's fashion.
Learn to let go, and let it flow,
But keep your legs closed,
And your virginity undisclosed.
That's a sacred gift,
Stop telling the boys that they're swift.
Keep it hidden, locked away,
Don't give it away until your marriage day.
Then you'll know he's earned it,
And he's ready to commit.
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phoebestone97
My name is Phoebe Stone. I am 16 years old and am an aspiring Singer, Actress, and Model. I have been writing my own poetry for many years and enjoy doing so. I work at my local church serving on the Choir and with the Children. I am also beginning to work with Special Needs children with the Buddy Break program at another local church. My spare time is spent on school work and recreational reading. I will be attending the New York Film Academy in Los Angeles in about a year and am very excited to begin my career after earning my Bachelor's. I have full intentions of continuing to publish my work on here. If you have any other questions feel free to contact me! I'd also love it if you liked my Facebook page. http://www.facebook.com/StonePhoebe
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