Poem – “Beauty’s Capturing” – Romance – 8/8/2020

How may I see
Through the lens of a broken camera
She is to be
Viewed from each side
With admiration,
Upon adoration.
My eyes
Surface to the edge
Counting falling droplets
From ducts that never erased
Memories from the lakes.

Why despise
What I can love,
Her beauty is captured in stillness,
Too still.

Death leaks overboard
My arms that held upon quivering movement.
I let her drop
From my loosened embrace,
From my sorrowful escapade.

She drew up,
Once drew up
A hand that reached for the moon,
As now the sun in my heart,
Grows dark.

I fanned the flame,
As I shall still do
To the next day.

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