The best way to capture the beauty of innocence is to leave people to their own devices. Then you’ll see without tint or bias, their truest colors, because essentially, you’re privy to an intensely private view.
I remember a photographer who once wanted to take photos to portray how women honestly viewed their bodies. He put each woman in a room of mirrors with a camera on a tripod and locked the door behind him as he left. With a mobile trigger, the ladies just started snapping away. The pictures spoke all sorts of stories. There were contorted faces and angry hands grabbing lumps of buttock flesh, cherubic eyes on legs spread wide to show rosy clitoria, some even unsure smiles and awkward poses. You know it’s not pornographic because as you look, you begin to feel, and connect, and you understand. If you’re really paying attention, you’ll relate. That's a good goal to strive towards, isn't it?