Oh what a fragile adolescent I was
As I look back and reminisce
At once was and what could have been
I start to regress and sob
You were always there for me
The vessel to my tears
My secret knight
A man older in wisdom
And age
One day I cracked
My weakness was what broke us
Apart
Forever
I wasn’t able to handle the depth
Of us
The adult verses
The youngster
I watch you from afar
As I did the first time our eyes met
Only now you are drifting away
Into your grey future
Amber is the Color of Her Energy 
leah J. Lynn
December 18, 2011 at 6:39 am
This is such a great picture isn’t it. It does make you think the girl is looking either to the future or to a different time. well done.
claudia
December 18, 2011 at 8:28 am
you captured the fragility of this time of life well with all the wrong decisions we may make and afterwards know better…
David King
December 18, 2011 at 8:30 am
To me the picture spoke of introspection. Your poem captures the mood excellently. A most enjoyable read.
brian
December 18, 2011 at 12:21 pm
nice…love that it is the future that is pulling away as it adds great depth to this…the edge to the adult and child relationship creeped me a bit but….
chanzibrenner
December 18, 2011 at 6:04 pm
smiles..if you knew the full story it wouldnt creep you out
brian
December 21, 2011 at 11:56 am
ah then i am the disadvantage then…smiles…happy OLN
brian miller
August 12, 2012 at 11:07 am
i remember this one..i think before i was thinking of some illicit relationship between an adult and child…i can see it through different eyes now and it does carry a sadness at the separation from one to whom there are obviously deep feelings….
chanzibrenner
August 13, 2012 at 8:40 am
looking back it can be an illicit relationship to some but to me…it was an intense one that got my excited to live
Morning
December 18, 2011 at 12:46 pm
it seems like you have studied the image quite well.
very meaningful and beautiful composition.
love the ending line, drifting away into your grey future, who knows what happens next?
John (@bookdreamer)
December 18, 2011 at 1:21 pm
A life remembered from a far
zongrik
December 18, 2011 at 5:50 pm
a sad delicate tale
Jingle Poetry at The Gooseberry Garden
December 20, 2011 at 7:23 am
moving and sad.
Poet Laundry
August 13, 2012 at 5:47 pm
So much alluded to here…I sense the sad and beautiful notes therein.