The Photo

This is the photo where everything has started. A mack,mock to a fall, full love affair I did not think that I should find him here. When I searched; But there I found my photo posted by him As in this photo, I never dreamed of when someone fall Was in his face, and they called him fair. I am sure he met me with an autumn air, And yes there I was committed,--- But I am just so true to what I feel And just as human as I was ever. And with you that ache so easy to ease. And with you that feed me with your descent, What comes next, after I heard? You and you are my photo of time, Tiering the same desolation of pain And putting smile on a sad face of mine Yet lacking of something I called time. Be sure this photo was real, And you never see this as ***** Indeed, this brought me destiny, When you becomes mine.