Virginity for Valentine - a poem by Modou Lamin Age-Almusaf Sowe

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On Valentine’s Day, a gift so rare,
A heart laid bare, a moment to share.
In shock, I stood, unprepared for the night,
Yet in her eyes, a flickering light.

The moans and the pain, a bittersweet song,
In the depths of love, where we both belong.
But in that embrace, a lesson unfolds,
True love is precious, not bought or sold.

In shadows cast by love's embrace,  

A gift unasked, a tender trace.  

With whispered sighs and hearts entwined,  

In passion's dance, our souls aligned.  

The ugly beauty of first delight,  

In pain and pleasure, we took flight.  

A moment raw, a bond so deep,  

In love's fierce grip, our secrets keep.   

The crimson tide, a sacred rite,  

In every gasp, the world ignites.  

With trembling hands, we crossed the line,  

In ecstasy's grip, your heart was mine.  

The taste of trust, both fierce and sweet,  

In every heartbeat, our spirits meet.  

Though shock and fear danced in the air,  

In that wild moment, nothing could compare.  

A love so fierce, it broke the mold,  

In vulnerability, our story told.  

Through moans and whispers, we found our way,  

In the depths of night, we chose to stay.  

So here we stand, in love's embrace,  

A journey begun, a sacred space.  

With every scar, a tale to weave,  

In the tapestry of love, we believe.

Author's note: 

Dear young girls, your virginity is a treasure, not a token for fleeting moments or gifts. Love should never be measured by physical acts or special days. Cherish your body and your heart; true intimacy comes from deep connection and respect, not from pressure or expectation. Wait for a love that honors you completely.

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