It's pretty much
An epitaph
A hymn for love
For you and me
And a love
That cannot be
A timeless shot
Your pretty face
Beautiful
Filled with grace
A feeling, I am
Tinted blue
All I ever want
Is you
This photograph
I'll keep with me
The finest one
I'll ever see
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@VikingHorn thanks dan. Bit of a late night musing. Probably have another go tomorrow. Night night! 🌙😊
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