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His fingers glide over her curves as if he's making a sculpture His eyes trace over her body as if she's a painting on a wall in an art gallery He's an artist trying deciding how to make her beautiful SNAP he takes a picture of another girl off in the distance her beauty over comes him he's overwhelmed by the way Her skin glistens in the sun the way her hair flows in the wind He turns his head as soon as he does he spots another girl This girl reminds him of his sister… The way the sun outlines her body the shadow on the Ground is his sister but he doesn't realize it yet He stares and admires the way she walks the length Of her legs years before this his sister died of lung cancer He was devastated he cried day after day nonstop He dreams about her the last dream he had about Her was when they were at a photo shoot SNAP, SNAP, SNAP, SNAP He hears the sound of his camera Over and over and over again The sound of her voice still rings in his ear Her face the screensaver on his iPhone He remembers this day very vividly The colors the landscape the breeze that Moves his sisters' hair back and forth Like waves in an ocean "Hey, hey, hey, you hey, hey, hey, you" The sound of a girls' voice enters his thoughts He snaps back into reality
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