amateur photographer

you did, caught me in a close to good moment
where i could pass for cute, where there are no cuts
you would make, no corners you could take to fake
such composed charm; but by a crueler
trick your smile flickers a quicker
flash, seconds stand on their ends, poised to run
the roll, ready for your rush to the credits -

( reeling in like a calm current of air,
losing focus as it lightly flows
from the shutters of bright windows,
through the still frame of your camera ) - click,
curtains blink shut, they capture the world,
full colour film blasts being to unfurl, and
forget the stick shadow figure of a smiling girl.