You see things,
Like no one else before you
And I’m afraid I’m
Falling in love with it.
With the way the
Light hits your cheeks,
In memories
Held tight forever
In film grain
And photo paper.
And you are
The angel
In composition,
Artistic reposition,
That reminds me why
I fell in love with it to begin with.
Jul 28, 2013
Jul 28, 2013 at 4:49 AM UTC
You see things,
Like no one else before you
And I’m afraid I’m
Falling in love with it.
With the way the
Light hits your cheeks,
In memories
Held tight forever
In film grain
And photo paper.
And you are
The angel
In composition,
Artistic reposition,
That reminds me why
I fell in love with it to begin with.
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