This here celibacy thing

This crazy, crazy, crazy

Old thing called celibacy

Sometimes I want to grab her and…

Hug and…

Touch and…

Kiss and…

Lick until she grabs my head, close her eyes and…

Approach

But it’s this celibacy thing

It upsets me

Watching her lick her lips as she…

Wanting to feel her flow poetically as she…

Rest her each and every thought upon me as she…

Says my name and…

Approach

But it’s this celibacy thing

I have so many reasons for hating it

But I cringe at the thought of breaking it

It is a bond between God and I and I am not forsaking it

The Lord thy God gave me strength and that is how I am making it

But the second I get married….

I am going to kiss, lick, and suck her funky emotions

Whip her with the size of the ship and the motion of the ocean

Play with her sexual senses until she is senseless and open

Then probe everything that is her and inject my potion

But first…

It’s this celibacy thing!