A shudder and a blinking flash.
The perfect moment captured
And saved instantly to my memory.
Candid, natural, comfortable,
Genuinely happy together.
I imagine printing it out
As a tangible reminiscence,
To clutch in my trembling hands.
I imagine the edges wearing down through time.
Soft. Faded. Bent.
Past the point of
So I keep the flawless freeze in time
Tucked in a special folder in my memory
To refer to when nothing palpable remains.
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