05-13-2013, 03:47 PM
A pinch of innocence
My beloved,
don't let it pine away
your graven whiteness;
spare the bits and hoard.
If you must,
do so blindly
as it'll be too heart-aching.
Then, I'll bosom every shard.
No longer your savior,
nor your devotee,
yet with the keenest earnestness,
even you as a dotard,
before the closure,
as my utmost solicitude, a courtesy,
I will blissfully bid you your best-loved giggles of mine,
with whom I upheld my deepest essence of cinematic smorgasbord.
Without notice of departure,
I shall go, leaving only a pinch of innocence.
My beloved,
don't let it pine away
your graven whiteness;
spare the bits and hoard.
If you must,
do so blindly
as it'll be too heart-aching.
Then, I'll bosom every shard.
No longer your savior,
nor your devotee,
yet with the keenest earnestness,
even you as a dotard,
before the closure,
as my utmost solicitude, a courtesy,
I will blissfully bid you your best-loved giggles of mine,
with whom I upheld my deepest essence of cinematic smorgasbord.
Without notice of departure,
I shall go, leaving only a pinch of innocence.
