The Picture

 

The first time I saw you 
Was in a picture 
Your smile so captivating 
Drawing my eyes to stare 
\With piercing eyes 
And the glow of my desire 
My heart was taken in 
\By looking through a picture 
I see that I could love you 
In my mind you were real 
Could you feel the passion 
Stemming from me? 
The feeling was vivacious 
\But there was so much I did not know 
My emotions were a mixture 
The stories a picture tells 
I can make you out to be what I feel 
\But in the picture I'm not with you 
You are a reflection of my desire 
The picture that started a fire.

 

By Cynthia Rose Hamilton

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