Kodachrome
saw you in a photograph
met you on a crowded street
I didn't recognize your face
but my heart sure skipped a beat
my defenses crumbled
the wall fell at your feet
knowingly you step around
as you made your retreat
how quickly it all changes
like the seasons full of treason
under trance of circumstance
I'm left without rhyme or reason
saw you in a photograph
met you on a crowded street
I didn't recognize your face
but my heart sure skipped a beat
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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