The Photograph

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Elated, joyous smile crossed his face,
Click.
Admires his new fiancé.
Click
Wistful, I spy behind the lense.
There was no one to match her
Click
Her eyes darted about to rest on him.
Click
His mouth receives her kiss.
Click, click,
Her smile eases through red lips,
To whisper only to him.
Click.
Cut the cake, the speech is long.
Click
Drum beats, dance as one
Click
The night is gone and
So are they.

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