The Eye Behind

In the soul of a photograph What do you see Many different people But never me Laughter and joy Captured emotion Light and shadows An artist's potion You don't often ponder The eye behind The rule of thirds The horizon line It isn't common practice To see what isn't there To think beyond sight To really care We're invisible people Or so it would seem But minus the glass Aren't we just the same I can capture emotion Because I feel it too I have passions for miles That I can sort through I'm gentle with children I have my own I don't miss a detail They aren't little for long Though you weren't aware Of my, unseen, presence I'm behind every photograph Despite appearance That exact location Same time, day and year I was there too As much as you're here I said something witty I got you to smile You simply forgot After a short while I made loud, sudden, noises Twirled, danced and shook It was a success As your baby did look I told you where to stand To catch the sun as it crowns The place we were at Was a place that I found None of this matters To anyone else But it's my photo too It's a piece of myself