the photograph

I will get to that. But first
I need to suss how your hip,
your shoulder, your waist
flows as a curtain
in a slight unsteady breeze.

But first,

I must ascertain what
had captured our gaze
there in the falling off, there,
just beyond the frame, just
beyond the sharp end of us.

Image: Arash Asghari on Unsplash