Capture me in
your black and white
colored photograph
hanging on your
coffee-stained walls.
A masterpiece of its own
drunk on caffeine
and jittery spells
of starry night romance
in moving pictures.
Our youth fleeting in
memories of when
I loved you
and the whole world
stood still in a flash
of lightening
and silence.
You and I
only constellations
of pixels
scattered in
moments of
time.
Capture me
with your camera
and a shot of espresso
spilling on the walls
of black and white
colored photographs
and remember me
as an array of pixels
moving in motion
away from you.
As you decline in caffeine,
and the sugar rush begins to hush,
I will be nothing more
than a old photograph
hanging on your
coffee-stained walls.
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