Sex

It is a gift from God,
When appreciated and waited for,
But a destroyer when abused and rushed into,

It transcends the borders of mere erotic instinct,
To the bringing of a passion that bonds the souls of couples,
It breaks the walls of virginity and crumbles the borders of chastity,
It rips apart the mind of innocence and desecrates the consecrated,

It is the language of womanhood, for it either makes or mars it,
It is the feminine encryption of love,
But the masculine code of pleasure,
Yielding to it does not make the man, but overcoming it does,
It is a treasure when revered, but brings pressure when abused.