Fear of Innocence
A droplet of heaven scrapped off a cloud.
If only I could caress your pureness,
And your gentle way to remain unbowed,
Without changing myself into a mess.
If you tell me you love me or even
Hold me so passionately with your wing,
It would send me directly to heaven
If I did not fear how the end would sting.
Overall, I don't fear you hurting me
As much as I fear hearing your pained cries.
The only safe way is to let you free,
Where I won't taint your ways with the world's lies.
I will not allow my predatory ways
To willingly guide you into dark days.
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