Poem for Luisa


She walks like the air
Soft, gentle
A kind spirit
I see her walking through a meadow of wild flowers
With an old boxy black camera
Hanging from her neck with a multicolored strap
She takes pictures, this one
She likes to capture beauty on film
She is beautiful in my eyes
I like to capture beauty in poems

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