Waves of colors -- I see -- I look at you and see something else - I see a moment in time - I see that moment stretched out - I look often back at that moment and relive it - I sense it - I touch it - Is it the same? If I take out a penny out of my pocket and look at it often and rub it between my fingers - doesn't it wear - doesn't it tarnish? Doesn't it start to show different characteristics?
So when I look at an image of you - is it that moment in time - or has it been changed by me - purified or corrupted - it is only mine now -- like you - like you are only mine -- my memories -- the perfect submissive to my will.