Gain of Innocence

The names were changed
To protect the gain of innocence,
But their stories were never the same.
Strange footwear was dropped one night in Kitale,
When the stars weren't pre-arranged.
The clouds of witness got big-eyed and rained cold,
But the verses emitted warm life.
And the two were swiftly acquitted
Of screwing educated life.
Then they said, "To hell with tomorrow,

With to be or not to be!"
"Parting would be pure sorrow," she said,
"No sweetness at all to me!"

-jenn long