Charity Over Chastity

I wrote her name in a poem, hoping to crack into her unbreakable obsession with abstinence. Absent my faith in someone like me, a crooked smile with a sheepish stare engaged her wandering eyes, sweeping the drudgery beneath my footsteps. A virgin for life I’d be if only you’d sleep next to me.

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