Should it be a sin touch one’s self
With deep quest for more and more.
A growing greed of how it feels
To be inside and unmatched
To be sweaty yet relaxed.
Don’t let your guard down
Those who deserves it will get by choice
Not tied by culture.
Give yourself a break release
To set free when you can’t hold on.
Yet be guided and guarded
As boreholes always remain community property.
Sink yourselves unto a silk bed
Have all the needs you ever imagined
Neglect yourself to reckless abandon
Let loose and free.
I’ll rather such beautiful moments
To sinning impropriately
And still getting punished.
Appropriately.