The Photograph
The Photograph – Affairs of the heart can begin in the most innocent ways. We can all look back in our lives and remember the moments that set our souls on fire. We are all human and part of the human condition is we fall in love – and once fallen we pursue it like no other emotion. How it happens and when it happens have only one thing in common and that is the very first glance. In my life, it has always been the simple things like a young girl handing me a purple Iris petal. Another girl wearing my coat after dancing to keep warm. Another when a girl answers the door on a first date, who is the roommate of your date. Or, it can be simply a photograph that crosses your computer screen.
“The Photograph”
The Photograph, one minute it was there on my screen
A woman, maybe the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.
Her eyes, yes, those eyes of green with a hint of blue,
My curiosity was sparked as the minutes grew.
Lost in thought, lost track of time I did that day,
As her smile, her eyes, her beauty took me away.
“What is she like” I went to sleep thinking that night,
She invaded my dreams, some way that seemed right.
Hers and only about her was what I had dreamed,
The spell had been cast, gypsy magic it seemed.
Drawn to her like I had known her all my life,
Maybe in a past life we had been husband and wife.
“The Photograph” thinking about it seemed surreal,
Knowing love had struck me and she was at the wheel.
Dreams she was made of, talk to her, let me be known,
Thoughts of her as I reached down to pick up the phone.
Looking back in time before she and I were “we”,
For me it was “the Photograph” which was the key.
By Kurt James
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I so relate, saw a picture of a girl once on the net, and madly fell in love with her, or perhaps her beauty. They say a picture can tell a thousand words and so it can be. Nicely emotive and penned my friend.
Thanks Tony, in my case the girl on the net become real… and it was the greatest surprise…
Photographs are all about memories that bring us through the years. Wonderful rhythm here. Enjoyed.
Thanks for stopping by my campfire Rasma…
Visual is the first thing we are turned on by. The eyes, the curvature of the mouth, etc.. Beyond all that is the connection. The butterflies usually tell us if its right. The madness that follows means youve made the right choice, but it usually starts with visual connection first. Good piece, good read Kurt.
Thank you Paul….for me it is the eyes…always the eyes is what catches me first…
Ah! lovely… when daggers of thy eyes slice my heart… ha ha. It’s an old poetic saying, by the way. Very much enjoyed, Kurt. You give emotions a life. Keep it up! I enjoy your writes.
LOL… “when daggers of thy eyes slice my heart”… hanging head down low and wishing I had thought of this… Thanks for stopping by my friend.
Hello Kurt , Been a while . A photograph ……sometimes I believe life itself is nothing but a reel of still photo’s . But you have captured true beauty in this writing , How many times has a photo of a woman grabbed us -or do you remember long ago the “disco ball ” of mirrors and the lights of the dance halls ? How that one instant image and then it was gone and then the darkness beyond that moment ? How many images did break our hearts ? Ah ,the memories and the passions of our youth .
Nice write !
Wow Ed, thank you for stopping by and leaving such a wonderful comment … my hats off to you my friend..
Kurt,
I love this! Yes, the “human condition” of falling in-love, and pursuing our desire like none other. When I am in-love, I feel as if I can move mountains, and jump rainbows! It is as if I am double-alive, and there is magic in everything around me. Your poem, and your words, describe Romantic Love so perfectly. So powerful!
Once again Tamara – you are awesome. Thanks for stopping by and I love the “double-alive” – I may have to steal for the future…lol… with your permission of course.
Lol…yes, of course…lol…”steal away” haha…