By Stanley Collymore
I always said that I would wait until I was
married before I decided to lose my virginity;
for there was more than the act of making
love at stake, and therefore too much to
lose in recklessly abandoning the
principles I’d been carefully
brought up on, and which
had always been the guiding lights
of my life; but just as importantly for me,
a constant and reassuring means of
protection Against my own
temptations spurred on by those
who would seduce me with their
siren calls, then use and abandon me.
Something I could never countenance or
allow. For to do so would irredeemably nullify
every vow which I’d religiously pledged myself.
Then I met you - and without a moment’s
hesitation or consideration
for what I was doing
I brusquely cast aside years of sensible
self-restraint and admonition. For the devil
in you had supplanted the saint in me;
and any notion of my going back
to where I was previously, was
simply out of the question.
© Stanley V. Collymore.
24 December 1997.