Framed Moments

our love
hangs crookedly on walls;
sits quietly on end tables;
gathers dust on the desk

framed moments
squinting in the glare of sunlight;
shouting from matted shadows;
begging to be admired,
to be adored,
to be cherished,
to be remembered

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