From the dusts of day a day singles itself out as forever remembrance.
On his calling they met at the harbor town.
She had traveled all of twenty miles from her seaward village to pose with the city boy at a roadside studio humidly dark from the blinding sun outside.
Time was captured eternally for the moment the photographer drew them closer freezing two awed eyes in frame.
They knew couldn't last that unearthly day on the harbor town made to stand closest sparking a craving in their skin and then passing into black and white postcard of two sweating face in absurdly ridiculous happiness.
The boy's copy was lost in the wind but he loves to believe the other is safe with her.