Flash Photography Poem by Faith Wood

Plainly conceived
It was of my own vice
That out came your dazzling side.
Almost mechanical
And forever indented into my palm.

The fluorescent light that pierced your eyes
Reflected onto mine instantly,
Like flash photography.
Only a mirror could construe that smile
As a painted-on tattoo.

This movie stub isn’t for show,
Merely a remembrance tool
Of how I thawed your chest single-handedly
An electric shock straight to the heart
After all, you were pleasantly surprised.

But the weather loitered on the front lawn
Giving a rest to all social habits
And the pavement fresh with our footsteps,
Though separately.
But your head turned back slightly as if to whisper.