When I filmed her in the park
With her red hair and her glasses
And when she looked at the camera,
All winks and smiles and little laughs
I knew everyone was about to fall in love.
As she sat on a stone bridge
And I positioned myself to capture her
In front of the sky and the clouds
And the setting sun
I stood before her motionless,
Enjoying the cold air,
Wanting to ditch the camera
And selfishly keep the moment
All to myself.
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