Across that field you’d come
With your glowing blonde hair
Softly waving its threads against the breeze
Another glance left open to interpretation
Another almost spoken set of words
Felt through the eyes instead
So on we’d go
Into our separate ways
After the world of discovery
You immersed me in
Without any intent or responsibility
To the aftermath of danger’s titillation
Smoke filled rings
Swirled in disguised escape
A young soul lost
Behind the wall of books
And a stage
She’d soon discard
For lessons beyond promises
Contained in fantasy,
Truth’s expression,
And the unspoken heart
Of a grown soul still lost
Retracing her steps
To that field
She walked across
Until it became a memory
Of youth’s innocent hope
That the world contained
The possibility of dreams
Bigger than what could be seen
Gone are the smeared pink petals
The rose used to wear
Your blonde locks and blue eyes
Frozen in a seventeen year old’s unfinished beginning
An unpromised dream soon to unfold
Onto an unseen reel
That will someday be played
Within the experiment we still call today
