Detachment

If there is one word to describe love
What would that be?
If there is one moment to capture love
What would that be?

My hand shivers till now,
Could not direct my gaze,
On what had been captured,
All tucked in this mechanical form,
Once exposed to the retina,
It will blow me into pieces,
Afraid to turn into fragments again,
My hidden radioactive mine..

I should now detach again..