Oil cloth slides on steel cold
Monster blood wipes clean and gone
Chimney smoke curls gray and gold
Roof tiles shine like polished bone
Lens finds steel in morning pale
Shutter clicks on silver arc
Hand stays steady, never fail
Light spreads wide across the dark
Silver over Paris skies
Blade reflects the waking city
Camera steals what never dies
Moment caught and held pretty
Bus ticket in worn coat pocket
Film rolls ready for the shot
Zinc roof glints like a locket
History frames in every slot
Lens finds steel in morning pale
Shutter clicks on silver arc
Hand stays steady, never fail
Light spreads wide across the dark
Silver over Paris skies
Blade reflects the waking city
Camera steals what never dies
Moment caught and held pretty
Cloth moves slow on curved edge
No nicks remain from last night hunt
Gargoyle watches from stone ledge
Seine reflects the rising sun
Silver over Paris skies
Blade reflects the waking city
Camera steals what never dies
Moment caught and held pretty
Focus pulls on leather grip
Aperture wide for morning glow
Finger waits on shutter tip
Story told in silver flow
Silver over Paris skies
Blade reflects the waking city
Camera steals what never dies
Moment caught and held pretty
Two silhouettes on terrace stone
One blade clean, one lens aimed true
City hum becomes their own
Morning breaks in silver blue
Silver over Paris skies
Blade reflects the waking city
Camera steals what never dies
Moment caught and held pretty
Silver over Paris skies
Silver over Paris skies
Shutter clicks the moment stays
Silver over Paris stays