By Mark A Leon

We left our innocence in the calm waters 
Late nights out at sea 
We spoke of love amd found each other losing ourselves down by the creek 

So young and infinite 
Invincible to it all 
But when I fell in love, the walls came tumbling down 
I don't regret it at all

Years later, way beyond empty, I look deep within these weary eyes 
This old reflection stares back with the sinister laugh of the jester deep inside that reflective soul of mine 

Time wrote the narrative 
Filled the script with a melody of heartfelt tears and subtle smiles 
Casting the part of the young lovers was easy 
Prepping for the pain was the part that could not be taught 

The letters dripping from the ink 
The lasting words that meant so much but fleeted away 
The ache of distance 
The selfish pride of youth 

We argued to show we cared 
Looked away when it all seemed clear 
Running fast but dreaming you near 
What happened that left us standing there alone close but far away

It was hard to find meaningful when we lived so carelessly 

Somehow it's time to go back to the creek and find that thing lost so long ago 

Wallow no more 
Grab the oar, filled the boat with dreams and float away