You couldn't possibly
accept

my intuition of
you.

Intricately weaved into my
benevolence.

To me you seemed sincere and
candy-coated.

Your eyes gleamed too prominently of an untouched type of
innocence.

As a huntress, with one agile
manipulation

of the gale beneath my
wings

I could have forever reformed your
fate

I respect who you are too
much

too much to value your
attractive

but-not-so-much intriguing chemical
attributes

Your underlying hopes and
dreams

through feats of meaningless
lust

and future out-of-spite
clashing

I saved you the soul mind and body
ache

of being broken and tossed
beyond

my most selfless
act

is something
you

couldn't possibly
accept.