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Where snapshots are treasures that memories give.
The bellhop’s a camera, the lobby a lens,
Each room full of stories where time never ends.
We meet in the hallway, a flash in the air,
Your smile’s a VIP, beyond compare.
The bed’s made of pixels, soft and bright,
Under neon lights that dance in the night.
You take a picture, then I steal a glance,
Caught in the frame of a secret romance.
The photos are wild, the angles askew,
But every click captures the spark between me and you.
At checkout, we laugh, no need for a key,
For in the Photostel, we’re free to just be.
Each shot is a story, each filter a dream,
In this hotel of moments, you and I, a perfect team.