Destined In Lust Poem by April Monroe

Oh Ms. Faithful me,
why do I save myself for thee?
If God does truly exist
wouldn't he sympathize with my resists?
I suppose a promise is one to keep true
even though I wonder about those not like you.
Oh Ms. Faithful me,
why do I hope our love will forever be?
If God does certainly see
wouldn't he know my desires of impurity?
I guess my willpower keeps me restrained
destined in lust to be forever pained.