what i could do
with
those missed views!
the shots i
could
take.
my eyes are not
yours,
you shoot,
but
you don't shoot
like me..
the things i see!
the way the
sky
hits
ground,
the angle..
that light sound.
the way red
meets brown.
no
light
meter,
no firing flash.
no need.
let the sun
do its
work..
let the night
drip sex
and the fog smoke.
let people touch..
let light
enter
the iris
and the moment
pass..
let me look,
and let you see.
let us both
make a memory.
oh,
what i could do,
if i had that chance.
pretty
the picture
but lost the moment,
if we don't
advocate
for our own
desires.
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