Foam...

White is queer,
When scented and abandoned,
When basked in pleasure,
Masked in notoriousness,
To bathe a putrid soul,
To be in the position after divinity,
To leave a gleam,
In a preparation for a battle,
To converse with confidence,
To enhance vigilance,
To wash sins,
The battle of hope is enhance by tender foam,
It went down the drain,
But not before masking a mortals pain....
Two sided,
Two faced as mortals,
Molecules of scent,
Folks, those made to be abandoned just forget to fret.