Artificial Substitutes

Manmade replacements
could never compare
to the real thing.

We didn’t created
this thing called sex
as much as Hugh Heffner
thinks he did.

We didn’t discover it
all on our own;
it was something
sacred, flawless
until we perverted it.

The One who made us
gave us this gift
and he never meant
it to be casual,
it was supposed to be
where two become one.

We fix together
not just for pleasure
but because he wanted us
to wait for our perfect match.

And when we do,
it will all be worth it;
there will be no images
of counterfeit love
to tarnish it.

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