When I first held a pair of binoculars
I used to think
what if they had ears
They would listen to distant conversations
I only wanted to use them
to see what she was thinking
watching outside the window
what words she was murmuring
what distressed her
and what gave her profound joy
I would be that secret lover
loving her charming smile and beauty
secretly
as though I would never meet her
never invade her private moments
and just to check on her
if she was okay
I suppose
she was okay and happy
Now technology has entered most households
Binoculars hold a different kind of charm
one that modern technology cannot match
That memory
that moment
The binoculars were something special



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