Ours

Our body is a sanctity,

it nourishes and it loves.

Our body is a haven,

it shelters and it guards.

Our body belongs to us,

it is no possession of a third.

It nourishes and it loves,

but is silenced without a choice.

it shelters and it guards,

but is destroyed without a noise.

It is no possession of a third,

but in a moment deprived of joys.