Something Sex didn't wanted me to write

 

How pretty your eyes sat upon the ocean

To see my cries, thank God for you.

Where I had dinner in your heart, to show your beauty my prayers

Speechless, our soul Praise and Worshiped, that made our bodies dance

When it was his present's that we was ushering in.

 We heard our bed confession , saying without touching

Where God let us step in to sex, to see what it was missing

We saw desire with love on his back, but sex had a lie covering up the act

How pure when making love, is when you don't have to be touching the body just to be in agreement with your wife!

that's the best sex you will ever have,is 

 Trusting, Praying ,Believing and having a Relationship with God

Making Love in flesh was jealous because it wasn't just for you and our feeling it was just for the Creator who Creates us,

 To love him more, then he love us , but he knew we wouldn't

But he still gave man a gift, his rib and it was his own women 

By Fredrick Pennix Aka Praiser the Show-Off Worshiper