Time tears
through flesh and bone
as it moves towards us
through us past us
while we try to
linger longer
onto that fragile hold
we have on love
but we are just
cars and connections
caught up in the cacophony
trying to stand in the right lane
with the right person
at the right time
as the clock ticks on
like a heartbeat
like a time bomb
I captured you
on film in a photo
as they kissed and craved and smiled
while you moved toward them
while you cut through them
then swept past them
before they even saw you.
All Words and Photographs by Damien B. Donnelly
Photograph taken in Hong Kong on a rainy night when two lovers held each other tight and life rushed past them.
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