She says,

the one in the frame.

Is a broken dream,

drifting far from the same.

Every detail's imperfect.

But to me,

she's the center of every sunset.

She's the mist in the hills,

hiding in the dawn.

She's the stars in the sky,

forever shining on.

She doesn’t want to be caught,

but she makes my heart race.

That moment,

the only one I want to hold in place.

I see you like the morning light breaking through the night,

In my lens,

you're a poem,

soft and bright.

Even if you resist,

I can't help but try.

To gently capture you,

freeze you in time,

no goodbyes.

She says,

beneath the lens.

She's just a side profile,

hiding words untold again.

She doesn't know,

in that fleeting second's grace.

She's more beautiful than a camera can embrace.

She's the butterfly in the breeze,

light and free.

Always slipping through my hands,

but she's all I see.

No need for words,

no need for a frame,

These moments live on,

always the same.

I see you like the morning light breaking through the night.

In my lens,

you're a poem, soft and bright.

Even if you resist,

I can't help but try,

To gently capture you,

freeze you in time,

no goodbyes.

She says,

\"Stop, don't take another shot,\"

But all I want to say is you're the light I've been searching for.

You're the softest note in every beam,

The most beautiful painting in my dreams.

I see you like the morning light breaking through the night,

In my lens,

you're a poem, soft and bright.

Even if you resist,

I can't help but try,

To gently capture you,

freeze you in time, no goodbyes.

She's the mist in the mountains,

she won't let me hold,

She says she's not beautiful,

but I already know,

You're my forever,

the beauty I can't deny,

The one I'll keep,

no need to wonder why.