I take selfies

The way you might take my words:

With a practiced smile

Counting down the time

And choosing what to cut out of the big picture.

After

Sometimes I put on a filter

To match the weather's mood

The way you might cover up yours

Particularly on days

When the sun makes the shadows

Hide in broad daylight.

One day you had to explain what photons were

You said, "They're particles of light

Misplaced between the shells of the material world

The farther from home

A different shade of emotion they become."

Regardless

Or because of it

You are

My photon star

No flash mode is needed

To chase the darkness away

When I revolve around your warmth and scars

So lost in our own world.

I may a fool

For trusting you so much

May flowers do bloom under your light, though

So I know my camera will be fine

As long as I'm underneath your rainbow.