They say the human body is a Temple
designed for others to admire,
some don't like the colour or the structure
others find some fill them with desire.
Together they would make a great Cathedral
which was probably the plan at the start,
but separately with misuse and neglect
most Temples are falling apart.
When it comes to maintaining the Temple
some don't seem to know what to do,
the inside is protected by organs and cells
but the outside is just up to you.
The builder was more than a genius
he had more than one structure to give,
his creation was more than a miracle
for he built it and then made it live.
Adding your comment:
Yes, I do find this poem to speak truly, for we should respect our bodies and the bodies of others. 
A fine poem. 
