Friday, April 26, 2013

I would shoot you, in colour.

Why would I shoot you in black and white?
I would rather present to you the shades,
The colourful ones of your master spirit
The lens should be honest in front of a mermaid.

My eyes are not meant to see your enigma
They have a soul, nourished by beauty
And deep into you it sets a panorama
Let the whole world indulge in subtlety.

There were angels on earth
And fire,invisible through air
But they have gone into hiding
Awaiting the release of the master.

Yes, I would capture you in colour
And set you free, the way you are
I have a soft numbness in each corner
Since your eyes shot me without measure.

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