Old Photos

She told me

Each time she looked at the photograph

She fell in love once more

With a quieter time

Ordinary things

Felt magical

You could tell by the way she held the photo

There had been much love in her life

She caressed the creases as they formed over the years

Tucked away in her favorite book

She would reach for the old picture

Tracing her fingers along the face of her lover

Oh time had been good to them

For their love was deep as the ocean and as large as the sky.

It knew no bounds

Even as time passed, it still ignited her soul 

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