
The Photographer's HandsHis handsThe Photographer's Hands in Free Verse More Like This
soft skin, clean fingernails
holding his treasured tool
s o s o f t l y
the way they'd hold her hand
The quiet clicking of the camera
breaks the morning silence
and travels through the ever-cooling air,
His hands
gently pressing, focusing
a d j u s t i n g
the way they'd play at the fastens
of her crimson dress
to capture the bright magical colors
surrounding his
tall, dark silhouette
His hands
softly brush over the black button