Snapshot.

I remember that picture she sent me,
of her chest.

She must have been sixteen.

I was old enough to know that
it probably wasn't legal.

But I jerked off to it anyway.

A few minutes later
I recieved another photo.
The camera was angled between her open thighs.

It was blurred, like maybe it was a snapshot
from some unknown foreign movie.

I stared at it until my eyes watered.

Trying to find something,
that was probably never there.

At that point there was
nothing between me and her.
Just her skin and my skin
Almost touching...

My beating heart,
and an image of her.
Captured forever.

It was as close to fucking her,
as I ever got.