The Photograph Once again today, my heart yearns for an encounter; It aches once more, longing just for a fleeting glimpse.   The shadow of your soul is reflected in the eyes of this photograph; And at your arrival—even if only for a brief moment—my heart finds solace.   How could these innocent and tender heartbeats ever truly understand? The innocent, simple soul understands only when gently reasoned with.   I am grateful for modern technology; For seeing a photograph on my mobile makes a moment bloom with fragrance.   In this fast-paced, rushing world, who has the leisure? Yet,