Sunday service

Is it irreverent

On this Sabbath day

To talk of love

In a physical way

Shall I be cast down

For a need to procreate

Instead of a church visit

False smiles, hand shakes

I have my faith

I hold it dear

But if collective praise is the way

My fate is clear

Published by Beast

Beauty says:

December 17, 2017 at 3:57 pm

I love you💜

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1. Beast says:
  
  December 17, 2017 at 3:59 pm
  
  I adore you my goddess 😇
  
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  1. Beauty says:
    
    December 17, 2017 at 7:18 pm
    
    😍❤️❤️❤️
    
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  2. Beast says:
    
    December 17, 2017 at 7:19 pm
    
    😙😙😙
    
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