Angels sing in
little girls' dresses
Pretty little things
in inncence's embrace
Kisses sweet,
voices soft,
dreams of charming,
castle's aloft.
Give it away
to your one true love.
Its a joke,
a pity,
dream to be shattered.
It's just a toy.
Throw it away
to some pretty boy.
Angels sing in
little church suits,
childhood faces
tuck hope in a chest.
Pretty eyes,
honor abound,
dreams of princess
happily ever after.
Give it away
to your one true love.
Its a shame,
a laugh,
insanity to be cured.
It's just a toy.
Throw it away
to some pretty girl.
Moral of the story?
Innocence expires.
Author notes
Prompt:
Virginity is a childhood disease.
Comments
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...Although I can see the way this beautiful piece fits into the contest... I feel obligated to say; I don't feel one is ever Truly lost from innocence... so long as they hold the Idea of it with them... ^_^
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