Kiss Her Photograph
Her eyes confide to me
Inexplicable mystery,
Like time travelling
Through the corridors of history
To discover an ancient goddess unseen before,
Something wonderfully simple-hearted
But also exuding pride and contempt.
Did she understand
What I meant
When I told her
I could kiss
Her photograph?
The joyous vicarious experience
Of touching her face in a dream!
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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