Ignorance

Ignorance is an utter and complete bliss

When you’re lost in the depths of a heated kiss;

All good sense swept away in the raging flood

Of rising excitement marked by pounding blood.

A chance met encounter at the shopping mall;

Instant attraction with no parental pall

Of strict urges of caution or dull chiding,

Only the freedom to act, with no hiding.

Primal instinct is the only golden rule;

So there’s no real hope at all of playing cool.

And consequences become hindering brakes

As societal instruction fails and breaks.

But who is this charming intimate stranger

Whose allure caused disregard for all danger?

And what will be the resulting aftermath

From this seemingly lucky crossing of path?

Ignorance may be bliss in the dazed moment,

But sometimes consequences are permanent.

For Lady Luck is often fickle with fate,

And knowledge gained afterward may be too late.