the poetry knook, the poetry of stephen m. james

Mind if I take a photo?

Mind if I take a photo?
You smile. I smile.
Freezing you on my film? Can I?

Can I frame you in my mind
Like you once were
For you’ve run away.

You are not in this photo.
Same name, face, yes,
That was then.

Don’t want to chase,
Even if I could find you.
Who are you looking for, my friend?


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