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Purity
I At the innocent age of sixteen I was sinless, Pure as driven white snow and totally trusting; And I fell in love, oh, it was more than fondness, This was true love, my soul and heart was yearning; I was smitten, besotted, how I longed for his soft caress, We would walk hand in hand with such wide-eyed innocence; So clean and fresh, unworldly, inexperienced and so full of purity, Our world was small but our endless, devoted love was so immense, Naïve, gullible and demure, how I blushed pink when he said I was pretty. II I waited for him breathless at my home, On his motorcycle we would fly unguarded; We liked to find little country towns to roam, O, I adored him and I was fascinated, infatuated; We drove the motorcycle on beaches through foam, I dreamt at night that this true love would be my groom; The days, weeks and years have passed since this pure love, He was not my groom, he did not age one day, he dwells above, I still hold this childhood love so dear and often go to visit his tomb. ______________________________ May 6, 2015 Poetry/Ode/Purity Copyright Protected, ID 04-670-704-06 All Rights Reserved, 2015, Constance La France Written for the Standard contest, When Love Was Innocent, sponsor, Justin Bordner, HM, Judged 2015
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