We Have No Photos Together

We have no photos together

Well, it’s only been three weeks

Or is it three months

Closer to six

Oh who cares what the rule books think

And my fridge is covered in others

Who do not look like you

Unless I look closely

Which must be the correct point of view

For then I swear they do

Your smile would be the first thing

Anyone could notice

No choice when faced with its blinging light bolus

But your eyes your stars

Held in morning noon and night jars

Your windows into a heart

That looks just like the stilled life of every friend I love

When I know what I’m searching for

When I open my own door

Reflection is a transparent dove

We have no photos together

Because photos are for friends

In sincere gestures of joy

With you, there have been no such turns to capture need

In your eyes is the living deed.