I wish my eyes were cameras,
and my eyelids the lenses.
I wish I was the photographer,
and you my lovely scenery.
So I could forever keep that memory,
and you wouldn't pose for it;
to catch you off guard,
with your true beauty so freely showing.
To snap a picture of your merciful eyes,
your innocent smile,
and your childish cheekbones,
with your hair freely flowing;
adorning the monument that is your smile.
That way I could truly freeze time,
and I'd have something to remember,
the day I made you smile,
and you made my heart worth its beat.