Rock Smashed Frame

I have things,
Pictures, to be sure,
Of your body- tits and ass, you sent
The sorts of pictures to make men hot,
They do-
But what I wish I had, more than anything
Save you,
Is a picture of us, happy together,
Sure there is one,
And is worth a thousand words
But my want numbers in the billions
And you’re still missing from too many frames
The likes of which left empty like this
Shatters such glass
Shards red
From fingertippy graze
Searching for the picture of my rocking heart

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