A Photo of Love

A Photo of Love

I took a photo from the past
and gazed at it in sorrow;
for time is passing on so fast
there may not be a morrow.

A ray of sunshine in your hair,
a perfect golden light.
A pretty girl with haunting stare,
stirring eyes and starry nights.

A captured moment of the heart,
fused by love sublime;
true lovers souls will never part
but last through all of time.

And if the darkest night should fall
the photo will be there,
and all the love that I recall
still dwells within that stare.