By Mark A Leon

Wasn't expecting that 
A playful banter
A joyful tear
A sense of community 
It washed away the fear

I was an island surrounded safely by the comfort of a sanctuary of isolation 
Judge, jury, defendant and prosecution 
Guilty 
Yes guilty of removing the elements of the remnants of this war of existence 
The biggest casualty of humanity is awareness 
A terrible destructive decay of skyscrapers, yachts, luxury electric moving pods and endentured slavery to the greenback 

The smoke is only getting thicker 
Machines track 
Machines brainwash
Machines manipulate 
They are the puppet masters 

Yes I, we, you it's puppets 

So once again, I was passing though 

A new scenery in the silly wonderland called life 
Funny creatures await, entertaining with their whimsical sideshow 

New smells and tastes
Seem familiar they do, but look closely 
Look beyond what you see 
The nectar is sweet 
Run away 
Run away I tell myself 
To another land, another place, another audience of strangers
Alas, I was only passing through 

You smiled 
An Angel sculpted from the sun
Perfect porcelain marble 
Penetrating eyes blue as the sky and hair so golden 

You smiled at me 
Why me 
I'm no one; no where 
A shadow moving quickly in the darkness 

You smiled and winked 
Me?
Yes me
Why me? 

You walked closely gliding almost in flight 
I feel an energy strengthen as you approach 
A vulnerability that seems to be making me stronger 
I'm confused, but calm 
Anxiety void as the people warmth showers this shielded soul 

I was only passing through 

I can taste your lips though you are physically not near

I can hear words of love though you move in silence 

I can feel a wall tumble to the ground 
I am frozen in your presence 

I try to say, "I was only passing through"
With a soft finger you touch my lips, I melt into your arms 

I am here to stay