When Innocence Sang
I miss the native feeling
Strutting in dreamy notions
Of naked desire
Reflecting on wonder and delight
Long as love
Unfictional and untethered
Spawning the literature of hope
I miss the genuine smiles
The laugher of faith
Broadcasting courage to the soul
Of sweet liberating echoes
Dancing in surrender
Where the soul finds its music
In the purity of innocence
Copyright © Trinity Chasara | Year Posted 2016
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