When you talk about ******
what comes to your mentality?
Is it pornographic or anything ******?
Well, I can't blame you because that's the usual.

Young I was when I saw two people *******
I was in fact aroused and confused with the course
Body's almost perfect and linking in a nasty manner
I realized I was impure and called myself sinner

Years blossomed. Further, I got older and saw people naked
I was shocked with imperfections, My senses awakened
Scars and stretch marks crawling, creeping beneath the flesh
looking at soft bellies and imperfect tones was refreshing

The body, Afterall should be taken as a form of art,
Not a ****** figure to be used, think about one's heart
Vaginas and Penises are just private part for creations
******* and ***** are just only parts to be filled with appreciation
Whether huge they are or not, We are art.