the camera loved her…

the camera loved her, so did he,
and so did she, if truth be told —
her face would soon traverse the globe
and turn itself to fame and gold

but everything she ever knew
and anything he thought he saw
stood frozen in the camera’s glare
beyond all reach
and past
all thaw

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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