It’s always early
morning or late
afternoon, light

& shadows crisp
as a glass of cold
Chablis, or else

the blue hour,
the crescent moon
a slice of lemon

in a sangria sky.
A stranger waits
till just the right

moment to dance
a jig on the street,
her face full of  

joy, her head cocked
at the right angle
for you to click

the shutter open
& capture forever
one more perfect day.