Pictures Of Me By You Poem by enricus coone

i do not like cameras
and your eyes take pictures of me
sometimes they're beautiful
but other times the words you use to describe them to me tell me
they were completely out of focus
or there are some very ugly sides to me
you paint me to be selfish when i give you
my all
as you flip through your memory you tell me of all the
anger i have that you see
as if in every picture i wear a frown
but i've smiled in front of you several times more
because you know how to loosen me up and make me comfortable in my poses
though you could have not been looking
or your shutters were closed
maybe the flash was not bright enough to catch it
sometimes i do not see a twinkle in your eye