Photonic reoccurrence

She was the reason I took pictures
Mostly I was just as content drinking in the sight without preserving it dead
But for her, I wanted to share this moment
And now all moments have fled

But still,
I take pictures and think of her
Only, now, these moments are filled melancholy
And these dead memories show only the light
Given now
To whomever would watch with me
And maybe
Someday
Hold my hand

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