So pure you are.
A virgin held in high esteem.
Your whiteness like a beacon shines,
But I will always mourn your life,
For you have never tasted the richness of experience.
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
Ron