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Camera. Glasses. Park.
He takes off his glasses;
My eyes look smaller with them on, he says
Your eyes look small anyway, you say
And he laughs.
Okay, I’ll wear them then-
You hold up the camera, filming
The sun reflects right off, glaring
He already begins.
It sounds like:
Like that. Just.
Good enough-?
Yes.
For you-?
For me?
He comes closer.
And the camera stops filming.
And the sun stops glaring.
And you stop breathing.
You don’t care if it’s not right, you’re just in love with the music
He takes off his glasses;
My eyes look smaller with them on, he says
Your eyes look small anyway, you say
And he laughs.
Okay, I’ll wear them then-
You hold up the camera, filming
The sun reflects right off, glaring
He already begins.
It sounds like:
Like that. Just.
Good enough-?
Yes.
For you-?
For me?
He comes closer.
And the camera stops filming.
And the sun stops glaring.
And you stop breathing.
You don’t care if it’s not right, you’re just in love with the music