I do not want to be the woman that you love, and leave. Sex is more than an instrument to me. It is a testimony to the divinity that lies between me, and I do not wish for my sacredness to be defiled by boyish charm, and wit.
I am not protective of many things, as I believe in freedom, and expression, but I guard my sacred temple till I am weak at the knees, because this is my only treasure, the only home that I have known.
And I care so little for your good looks. I have seen men finer, from time, to time. Neither, did they deserve the worth that I preserve, haven’t you heard?
I am the primal woman, of the first, to give birth to this earth, and that is every reason to reserve myself.
I know the difference, I do, between a man who seeks a home between my legs, and one whom seeks vacation.
– Cinderella Anneh-bu
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