The Camera’s Caress
Something happened when I took your picture.
I became enchanted by the sight of you,
Standing there, looking at the book.
Perfect in that gentle light.
I took the photograph, over and over,
Again and again, compulsively.
Knowing that when I stopped, and set
The camera down, the moment would be lost,
As the dream does when one awakens
And I could not bear to let it go.
-Duane Michals
[criticisms, suggestions, technical problems, messages of love...etc.]
come on...don't be shy.