If the world chose to heed its old women,
And consider this love-poem I’ve penned…
Reveal that romance is hormonal crimson,
Nothing more than transient biology bend,
Desire to procreate defies logic and reason.
This is the true love-message I wish to send…
Possible love divine exists; Please, do listen!
Govern desire; to prevent the need to mend;
Sex, enjoy as open recreation and be bitten!
Caught! In jaws of natural consequences end.
Laws humans can’t change or have re-written;
Nature’s boundaries aren’t meant to rescind;
By respect do deliver divine love, pure linen!
Intimate relations a holy bond; purity defend!
Divine faithful love! Avoid empty lust demon!