Photograph

It is in a moment
He holds her in his hands
Tracing her cheek
Wishing more
Than he’d like to admit
That She
Were here

Warm
Soft
Velvet smile
Patchouli whispers
Sparkling eyes

He lost himself
Caught off balance
Removed from time
Entranced
Spellbound MagicK
Capturing Him

He felt Alive
When they were
Connected

Speaking
Secret
Rhythmic
Language

Memories
He hopes that they
Would
Could
Share together
Ruminated within
His skull echoing

Sunset anxiety
Fears of her falling
Away

Unpacking boxes
Of potential yesterdays

A clock tik-tocking
Haunted thoughts
Mocking
His secret kept hidden
From within
Kept stalking

His
Longing
Gaze
Frozen
Held
On
Tight
As
She
Looked
Back

And he did
For an instant
Feel her dance
Escape from
The confines
Of
The
Photograph

(matthew bowers) ~93
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