Ours Was Innocent

This was written for Jarod, as a way of explaining the relationship that we had to others. It was a friendship that so many people questioned, and yet it was simply a friendship- a best friendship.

Ours was Innocent

Late at night we'd watch movies and I wasn't afraid to be close to him: A cat curled in his lap or a dog at feet because the closeness was innocent.

Ours was innocent.

We left, talking alone in empty houses but no one questioned motives: 

Even our parents of proper rule let us be knowing the time was innocent.

Ours was innocent.

Among others we might have sinned or tempted Fates to cut our golden threads; but our moonlit walks and goodbyes weren't tense or unsafe but simply innocent.

Ours was innocent.

Our bond so strong broken only by another's ball and chain catching us; which is must or we're alone except for each others' and that love was innocent.

Ours was innocent.

After death cools us and they write our books we'll be left out of each other's: History writes of scandal and deceit but our headline reads nothing but innocent.

Ours was innocent.

If once we trespass to Guilt's Land it will be silently and unnoticed: Knowing eyes cannot stare, hearts cannot jump, lungs may breath only of innocence.

Ours must always be innocent.

RIP JJ