Snapshot I

"Hey!", I called
To see you turn.
One quick click
And you were trapped.
Forever.
In a moment
Of exquisite perfection.

A smile,
Quizzical.
A slight squint,
From the flash.
Two seconds
Before
The smile turned
Into a scowl
Of protest.

For always now,
You might scowl,
Smirk,
Scold,
Scoff.

I'd still choose
To remember,
That fractional twitch
That played
At the far corner
Of your lip.

The one I caught
And refused to let go.