Burlesque Photo

Rain slowly falls through the window
Tracing fragments of your scent down the meadow
Pictures scattered on the floor
I remember, how this makes my eyes sore.

A burlesque photograph
In a glance invites a laugh
How madly I was deceived
now I don’t know what to perceive.

For just a blink of this photo
My world has gone loco
What to do now?
Please let me know how.

How would I frame this photo up the wall
Sealed with your love, I’d fall
Come on now! Make this a portrait
for I can’t capture these memories to repeat.

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