My Temple Poem by Lady N

My body is my temple, so I love it and adore it,
Its my number one priority, therefore, I put no man before it,
But when guys take a look at me, they yearn to be inside,
Yearn to enter my temple, if only just for one night,
But no man can see and touch, or caress my golden temple at all,
No, no man has had the luck of entering my virgin walls,
You see my temple is one of a kind, somewhat pure but still full of worth,
Un-pure to the man who robbed me of it, leaving behind nothing but scars and hurt,
My body is my temple, a beautiful yet secret thing,
Therefore if any man desires to have it, I desire to have a ring,
Because not just any man can have the privilege, of entering this virgin temple of mines,
But instead a man who's filled with loyalty, honesty, a man who 's one of a kind,
A man who too adores my temple, and will wait patiently at its gate,
Because he loves me and respects the fact that I'm woman enough to wait,