Photographs 

Sharpen longing eyes of

Memories pasted all over 

Selectively in apple-pie order 

The only felicitous feature 

Of this dreary life as

Thoughts wander far and wide

With a strange smile

You are hiding behind the door

You are speaking on phone 

You just throw yourself in my arms

You snuggle and kiss my chest

Images come back over and over 

As I examine your portrait

Crossing again and again 

Each other’s path 

Floating across the sky 

Covered in icy sunshine 

Our innocence 

Never grinds to a halt

Snowflakes fall on us 

Lifting up tides in our vein 

And we float 

And float and float

In the warm and languid night

Your radiant smile

Beyond my grasp

An album is not the last resort 

Of memories

Because pictures do lie 

And 

We all lie for pictures

(May 15, 1989)

(Top photo courtesy pixabay with thanks)