Purity
White as snow untouched and translucent melted perfection that is flawless Untouched, soft and supple as if it were a symphony about to play a children's laugh so pure clean and simple and innocence wrapped like a blanket amongst the depths of their souls and their spirits which take flight among the vast blue sky Tepid rain sings a song cleanness and saltiness cling to my naked body as the purity of the air enters my nostrils Sky of endless cloud motionless lifeless so vast and pure skin rough and calloused to the bone awaits a life of purity it has not known It waits motionless and heated and elated waiting to be touched by all the wonders of the world as it sits and waits for purity to make up its mind