Captured

It was all there

I could see it in his eyes

standing so close

I was art

as he painted me with his lens

every eyelash, every freckle

the light dancing in my eyes

a fire burning in his

he pulled the beauty from my darkness

andI stood before him

not just photographed,

captured.

Louise Alexandra Erskine

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