In covert dim light <br />A nymphet came <br />To grace his sight <br />With her small frame <br />He caught her scent <br />And closed his eyes <br />Felt fleeting movements <br />Soar him high <br />And as they kissed <br />He felt the bliss <br />Of escalating passion <br />The night was young <br />And before long <br />They'll lock <br />In emptied satisfaction <br />With deep desire <br />He yearned to touch <br />Her captivating youth <br />Undressing her <br />He watched <br />His lovely prostitute <br />The streetlight glazed <br />His eyes went wild <br />Despaired to see her face, <br />He saw the death <br />Of Innocence... <br />For his date was just <br />..........A child. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Child prostitution is the most cruel of all crimes as it preys on <br />an innocent child who cannot defend himself. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />-- <br />May 6,2009 Tarlac City Philippines<br /><br />Cynthia BuhainBaello<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-death-of-innocence/
