Sometimes you just can't speak,
The beauty you see with your heart.
The camera lens clicks away,
But the image is only true in your eyes.
No matter how hard I try,
the beauty of the moment slips away
like water through my fingers.
I take the fake iris away and breathe.
This moment I now have in my lungs,
In every beating of my heart.
It is now a part of me because I stopped trying to keep it forever.
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