Inside a Photo

I wish I could live
inside a photo
the ones so often randomly received
photos that lure you in
to snow-capped mountains
babbling streams
the lane lined with autumn leaves
the cabin in the woods
those seductive out of the way places
that end up
on greeting cards or e-mails
sent by friends who never really looked
I would ease my way in
ever so slightly
silently
so no one would notice
letting go my ordinary life
I will not take a bag
imagination will provide
they will say I suddenly disappeared
no note or reason given
only the photo left beside the coffee cup
no waiting any more
here I go
waving goodbye
now alive inside
the photo.